A Brave New World

Isnt it sad how you don't really love the people around you, and how they really don't love you?

Nos vemos y pretendemos que no nos concemos Pero mis manos aun recuerdan lo que era tocar tu piel El olor de tu perfume me persigue en las calles Mas que un recuerdo, sos un fantasma Un fantasma que me persigue y me tormenta Te veo y pretendo no recordar como es el sonido de tu voz Pero al cerrar los ojos puedo escucharte llamandome Me desconoces porque me odias o porque ya no te importa? Prefiero tu odio que aceptar tu indiferencia

Is it easy to pretend I don't exist? Did it took any effort in avoiding me? Or did it came natural to become strangers I wonder if seeing me again make you remembered By any chance, did you wanted to approach me? Did what you once pretended to be love, became hate? More than friends, less than lovers, somehow strangers I hope you miss me, I hope you think of me Because Im still writing about you

its been 3 months since we last talked, i wonder why so many days have passed and yet i still find myself thinking about you, you didnt even care about me, yet i wonder if u miss, i like to think that u do, that u wish things ended differently, that u regret treating me as u did, i guess i still would like to think that u actually loved me, even tho everything screams that u didnt, i hate myself sometimes for missing u, u dont deserve it, but what can i say, i guess i will hold on to the good memories until i cant do it anymore

Ya no tengo idea de como manifestarte 

I want you to notice when I’m not around

I don’t know why Iam surprised by the fact, that even tho you already know how much you hurt me, you still don’t care

Did you miss me all this time? Were you waiting all along to finally to be able to talk to me again

Estoy cansada de pensar que debo de ser delgada para poder sentirme bella

No puedo creer que aún después de tanto tiempo siga esperando una felicitación tuya en mi cumpleaños