Bueno...

Y las mentiras que se destacan,
ellas solas.
Tatuada sobre mis ojos
y sobrel corazon.
Tantas cosas bella en la vida,
que no permiten ven.
Este corazonsito que le han mentido,
prohibido de ver la verdad,
sin tener que sentir dolor.
Ya mi mente no es mente.
No sabe que pensar,
ni que sentir,
ni que hacer.
Las mentiras la han cojido cautivo.
Tan agresiva y tan brusca,
nunca sabran que las mentiras eran de un ser humano.
Bueno...solo lo puede ser del.

Fortunate event

They laid there in bed giving eachother soft kisses and her running her fingers through his short hair. 'This feels so right,' she thought. Right? She wasn't sure if it was the alcohol talking or the genuine feeling she'd been subconsciously hiding for the past x number of years.
She went to give him another kiss but instead she got a snore in return. She laughed lightly as she watched him sleep under the reflection of the moon on his blue walls. She thought of their past and how much they had been through. The trials and tribulations that only teenagers could possibly experience. Circumstances and fortunate events led them to this day. The day when after so many years, they could feel as they once had so many years ago.
This feeling however would probably not last long. She has no way of knowing this so she decided to sleep and enjoy the warmth of their bodies laying so close to eachother. His breath on her neck and his arms around her waist lullabied her to sleep.

{Fin}

Okay...

Borders were blurred on this day.
The things that they knew
and feelings they were just beginning to understand
were scattered iyt if tgeur reach.
They had to restart,
from square one.
Not to rebuild what once was,
but rather to have something new.
What once was could never be again,
and that was okay.
So long as they tried to maintain
and replineish themselves,
everything was going to be
okay.