I got the good side of things
Left you with both of the rings
My fingers danced and swayed in the breeze
The change in the wind took you down to your knees
I got the good side of you
Send it out into the blue
The people danced to the sound of your heart
The world sang along to it falling apart
But I sympathize, and I recognize
And baby, I apologize
That I got the good side
The good side of things
I got the good side of life
Traveled the universe twice
So many thoughts I wanted to share
But I didn't call because it wouldn't be fair
Then I got the good side of new
Found arms to fall right into
I know how it looked, it wasn't the plan
And some day I hope that you'll understand
That I sympathize, and I recognize
Baby, I apologize
That I got the good side
The good side of things
I'm sure we'll meet in the spring
And catch up on everything
I'll say I'm proud of all that you've done
You taught me the ropes, and you taught me to love
Tuesday, November 27, 2018
Saturday, November 24, 2018
Ten years from now.
Pulling an all-nighter for two days in a row was not exactly what I had planned when I imagined an older me. But somehow, I'm not as tired as I thought I'b be. I guess that staying up to care for a cat in critical condition gave me the energy for 37 hours straight of going up and down changing bandages, making sure its vitals don't drop, and administrating antibiotics to keep its open wounds from getting infected; all these being things I learned in college when I was studying to become a vet.
I wake up, startled. I look frantically at the watch and realize I had fallen asleep for almost an hour. I get out of the couch I had sunk in and kneel down, next to a cage. Inside of it was a cat, wrapped in a warm blanket, snoring and sleeping peacefully. It seemed fine - its bandages were a little loose, but I decided to wait a while before changing them. I did not want to wake up the cat, which had barely slept for three days - coming in and out for the operation room, regaining consciousness after the anesthesia wore off, and being constantly moved by me and a trainee to change its bandages and put an intravenous drip for it to recover from dehydration.
I am satisfied with the cat's condition and decide to get some coffee. Silently, I slip out of the recovery room. When I reach the hallway, I sigh and suddenly a huge wave of exhaustion hits me. I do my best to keep myself up. I drink three cups of coffee and look for a bock to read at the kitchenette in the veterinary. Only one of the four cabinets has actual edible food, two of them have animal food, and the last one has books, photos, and other random items people bring and have left behind. I grab a yearbook from when I graduated junior high.
I was only fifteen at the time, so my memories are quite childish. But I smile at the thought that even then, ten years ago, I was so sure of what I wanted to become, what I wanted to do with my life. I had always been asked what my plans for the future were, and I felt so blessed to be able to say, without a trace of hesitation in my voice, that I wanted to become a vet. I knew I was lucky to be so sure of myself because many of my classmates had only a vague idea, or no idea at all. So when I entered high school, I set myself that goal, and begun the path by volunteering at veterinaries around the city while studying.
I laugh out loud, thinking of where that got me, The experience I gained during those three years helped me enormously, for I knew what to do and expect when I finally entered college. I had had a couple casual relationships during high school, but nothing serious. It was only during my second year in college that I met a guy who was like me. Our passion to help animals was something that tied us together. We were very different, so we argued a lot at the beginning. But somehow all that arguing turned into a relationship, and now after six years, we were on a point were we wanted to spend our lives together. We had two dreams as a couple, having a happy and loving family and helping animals. Helping animals in the city, the state, the country - the more animals we could help, the better.
Yes, we are engaged, but we have postponed it because, who has the time and money to get married when you are working full-time as a vet in an animal clinic and adoption center, and if you have quite a few animals of your own to care for?
That's where most of our money goes to. We don't live in a fancy house, nor de we have an amazing, brand new car, but we are happy. Just like this. And, I don't really need any of that. I like simple things.
I look at my cell phone, and decide it's time to go back and check the cat's condition. As soon as I enter the recovery room, my cell phone rings. I try to pick up quickly so the sound does not wake up the cat, but I fail. I hear a faint meow muffled by the blanket. I crouch next to the cage and start petting the cat, which instantly starts purring, as I bring the cell phone to my ear.
''Hi honey, you're still awake?'' a rough, low voice asks.
''Yeah,'' I somehow manage to say as I yawn. ''I couldn't leave this little fellow alone.''
''Are you alone? Where's the trainee?'' he asks, sounding a bit worried.
''Ena? I sent her home ages ago.'' My empty stomach growls. I guess coffee was not enough to fill it.
''Is that so? ...'' he stops just when my stomach makes that weird noise. I hear a light chuckle. ''Ha ha. I don't get how you can be such a glutton.''
''Hey!'' I loudly say as I pout. ''Well, I'm sorry, but I have not eaten since lunch time ...''
''Then wait for me, I will go there and bring you something nice to eat. I'm guessing you probably want something sweet, right?'' he asks, without waiting for an answer. ''Don't fall asleep.'' I could already hear the sound of his car keys.
He hangs up, and I look down at the cat, which has fallen asleep again. I lean in the couch and smile. I'm so happy right now.
I wake up, startled. I look frantically at the watch and realize I had fallen asleep for almost an hour. I get out of the couch I had sunk in and kneel down, next to a cage. Inside of it was a cat, wrapped in a warm blanket, snoring and sleeping peacefully. It seemed fine - its bandages were a little loose, but I decided to wait a while before changing them. I did not want to wake up the cat, which had barely slept for three days - coming in and out for the operation room, regaining consciousness after the anesthesia wore off, and being constantly moved by me and a trainee to change its bandages and put an intravenous drip for it to recover from dehydration.
I am satisfied with the cat's condition and decide to get some coffee. Silently, I slip out of the recovery room. When I reach the hallway, I sigh and suddenly a huge wave of exhaustion hits me. I do my best to keep myself up. I drink three cups of coffee and look for a bock to read at the kitchenette in the veterinary. Only one of the four cabinets has actual edible food, two of them have animal food, and the last one has books, photos, and other random items people bring and have left behind. I grab a yearbook from when I graduated junior high.
I was only fifteen at the time, so my memories are quite childish. But I smile at the thought that even then, ten years ago, I was so sure of what I wanted to become, what I wanted to do with my life. I had always been asked what my plans for the future were, and I felt so blessed to be able to say, without a trace of hesitation in my voice, that I wanted to become a vet. I knew I was lucky to be so sure of myself because many of my classmates had only a vague idea, or no idea at all. So when I entered high school, I set myself that goal, and begun the path by volunteering at veterinaries around the city while studying.
I laugh out loud, thinking of where that got me, The experience I gained during those three years helped me enormously, for I knew what to do and expect when I finally entered college. I had had a couple casual relationships during high school, but nothing serious. It was only during my second year in college that I met a guy who was like me. Our passion to help animals was something that tied us together. We were very different, so we argued a lot at the beginning. But somehow all that arguing turned into a relationship, and now after six years, we were on a point were we wanted to spend our lives together. We had two dreams as a couple, having a happy and loving family and helping animals. Helping animals in the city, the state, the country - the more animals we could help, the better.
Yes, we are engaged, but we have postponed it because, who has the time and money to get married when you are working full-time as a vet in an animal clinic and adoption center, and if you have quite a few animals of your own to care for?
That's where most of our money goes to. We don't live in a fancy house, nor de we have an amazing, brand new car, but we are happy. Just like this. And, I don't really need any of that. I like simple things.
I look at my cell phone, and decide it's time to go back and check the cat's condition. As soon as I enter the recovery room, my cell phone rings. I try to pick up quickly so the sound does not wake up the cat, but I fail. I hear a faint meow muffled by the blanket. I crouch next to the cage and start petting the cat, which instantly starts purring, as I bring the cell phone to my ear.
''Hi honey, you're still awake?'' a rough, low voice asks.
''Yeah,'' I somehow manage to say as I yawn. ''I couldn't leave this little fellow alone.''
''Are you alone? Where's the trainee?'' he asks, sounding a bit worried.
''Ena? I sent her home ages ago.'' My empty stomach growls. I guess coffee was not enough to fill it.
''Is that so? ...'' he stops just when my stomach makes that weird noise. I hear a light chuckle. ''Ha ha. I don't get how you can be such a glutton.''
''Hey!'' I loudly say as I pout. ''Well, I'm sorry, but I have not eaten since lunch time ...''
''Then wait for me, I will go there and bring you something nice to eat. I'm guessing you probably want something sweet, right?'' he asks, without waiting for an answer. ''Don't fall asleep.'' I could already hear the sound of his car keys.
He hangs up, and I look down at the cat, which has fallen asleep again. I lean in the couch and smile. I'm so happy right now.
Friday, October 12, 2018
Miedos y esperanzas.
No sé que está pasando últimamente, contigo y conmigo. Sé que tienes problemas, que te sientes agobiado y desmotivado y créeme, lo que menos quiero ser para ti es una carga más en esa lista de problemas que te acogen.
En ocasiones me preocupa sentirme molesta, guardándote rencor por las cosas que quisiera que hicieras y no haces o por aquellas que extraño.
Yo quiero estar bien contigo, te quiero apoyar, te quiero. Eso y hasta algo más, en broma pero en serio te lo he dicho, con miedo a que no respondas igual porque es pronto, porque no nos conocemos, porque hemos discutido.
Puedo pensar que me pongo a la defensiva por que no quiero volver a sufrir, por que tengo miedo, por que siento que el esfuerzo ya no es recíproco, por que quisiera reclamar pero no puedo. Aunque parecen excusas a mi actuar algo infantil.
Hablo y pienso de más. Lo sé, estoy consciente hasta cierto punto. A veces no sé ni que quiero decir pero siento que tengo que decir algo, por que lo que guardo me lastima, duele.
No quisiera perderte, tampoco quisiera alejarme. Pero no quiero quedarme como estoy ahorita - desgastada, enojada, cansada. Estar a tu lado, contenta, feliz, afortunada de tener a alguien como tú.
Porque aunque me queje y reclame, yo sé que eres un hombre maravilloso. Me lo demostraste desde el principio y lo veo cada día con tu forma de ser con los demás.
Y lo más importante, que tu te sientas igual. Volver a verte realmente feliz, volver a verte ''brillar'' como lo hiciste desde el momento que te vi.
En ocasiones me preocupa sentirme molesta, guardándote rencor por las cosas que quisiera que hicieras y no haces o por aquellas que extraño.
Yo quiero estar bien contigo, te quiero apoyar, te quiero. Eso y hasta algo más, en broma pero en serio te lo he dicho, con miedo a que no respondas igual porque es pronto, porque no nos conocemos, porque hemos discutido.
Puedo pensar que me pongo a la defensiva por que no quiero volver a sufrir, por que tengo miedo, por que siento que el esfuerzo ya no es recíproco, por que quisiera reclamar pero no puedo. Aunque parecen excusas a mi actuar algo infantil.
Hablo y pienso de más. Lo sé, estoy consciente hasta cierto punto. A veces no sé ni que quiero decir pero siento que tengo que decir algo, por que lo que guardo me lastima, duele.
No quisiera perderte, tampoco quisiera alejarme. Pero no quiero quedarme como estoy ahorita - desgastada, enojada, cansada. Estar a tu lado, contenta, feliz, afortunada de tener a alguien como tú.
Porque aunque me queje y reclame, yo sé que eres un hombre maravilloso. Me lo demostraste desde el principio y lo veo cada día con tu forma de ser con los demás.
Y lo más importante, que tu te sientas igual. Volver a verte realmente feliz, volver a verte ''brillar'' como lo hiciste desde el momento que te vi.
Monday, September 17, 2018
At the end, every man regrets losing the woman who waited for him to get his shit together
''Guys, listen to me. A good woman is worth the investment.
And don't believe all the Hollywood crap where a woman who is in love with you will stay faithful to you through anything. She will wait and wait for you to figure out what you want from life, build your career, or try to see what else is out there, until you finally decide to settle down with her and live happily ever after.
Sounds awesome, right?
Well, it would be awesome if we were living in a romantic comedy. But the reality is different. Nowadays, a woman will give you a chance. Maybe a second, third, or even fifth chance.
But, when she decides she is done, man - she is really done! And there is nothing you can do to change her mind.
You see, women can give you many chances, more than what you deserve. Why? Because women often fall in love with the potential they see in someone. A woman believes in you when you don't. She believes that you can live up to your abilities and that someday you'll change and be a better man for her.
That's the main reason why many women stay in terrible and abusive relationships.
But when a woman realizes she has had enough, there is no turning back. Because, when a woman is done - she is done.
Once a woman tastes the beauty of the life without you in it, wasting her time and draining her energy - she will close her window of opportunity for you. And no matter how much you try to win her over by becoming a better man, you can't bring her back.
So you can go on and try to justify yourself and feed your ego by saying that she was never the right woman for you because if she was she would have never left you.
The truth is that no sane person can be talked into staying and dealing with all your bullshit. No woman deserves to live a life full of stress, pain, and drama. Not you, not anyone, has a right to imprison another human being into waiting for them to figure out what they want out of life.
Moving away form you means that she finally decided to stand up for herself. But, remember - it was you who forced her to make that decision.
You will regret losing this woman because she was with you when you were at your lowest point in life. She supported you, believed in you, and stood by you when no one was there.
You will regret losing her when you meet other women who will love you when you are at your best, but once they see your flaws, they are out the door.
And, it will be in those moments that you'll finally realize what you had. You had a quality woman who stood by you, who did everything for you, who supported you and loved you with all her heart.
And what did you do? You let her go. You pushed her away because you didn't know whether she was the right woman for you. You didn't know what you had until you lost her.''
And don't believe all the Hollywood crap where a woman who is in love with you will stay faithful to you through anything. She will wait and wait for you to figure out what you want from life, build your career, or try to see what else is out there, until you finally decide to settle down with her and live happily ever after.
Sounds awesome, right?
Well, it would be awesome if we were living in a romantic comedy. But the reality is different. Nowadays, a woman will give you a chance. Maybe a second, third, or even fifth chance.
But, when she decides she is done, man - she is really done! And there is nothing you can do to change her mind.
You see, women can give you many chances, more than what you deserve. Why? Because women often fall in love with the potential they see in someone. A woman believes in you when you don't. She believes that you can live up to your abilities and that someday you'll change and be a better man for her.
That's the main reason why many women stay in terrible and abusive relationships.
But when a woman realizes she has had enough, there is no turning back. Because, when a woman is done - she is done.
Once a woman tastes the beauty of the life without you in it, wasting her time and draining her energy - she will close her window of opportunity for you. And no matter how much you try to win her over by becoming a better man, you can't bring her back.
So you can go on and try to justify yourself and feed your ego by saying that she was never the right woman for you because if she was she would have never left you.
The truth is that no sane person can be talked into staying and dealing with all your bullshit. No woman deserves to live a life full of stress, pain, and drama. Not you, not anyone, has a right to imprison another human being into waiting for them to figure out what they want out of life.
Moving away form you means that she finally decided to stand up for herself. But, remember - it was you who forced her to make that decision.
You will regret losing this woman because she was with you when you were at your lowest point in life. She supported you, believed in you, and stood by you when no one was there.
You will regret losing her when you meet other women who will love you when you are at your best, but once they see your flaws, they are out the door.
And, it will be in those moments that you'll finally realize what you had. You had a quality woman who stood by you, who did everything for you, who supported you and loved you with all her heart.
And what did you do? You let her go. You pushed her away because you didn't know whether she was the right woman for you. You didn't know what you had until you lost her.''
Saturday, March 31, 2018
Para empezar.
''Que más me da
Me preguntas qué es lo que nos queda por salvar
Que para qué quiero regresar
Qué importa ya
Se han roto mil cosas que no quieres arreglar
Quieres encontrar otro lugar
Pero al menos quiero contestar
Porque no me rindo
Quiero verte una vez más
Para empezar
Haces que este mundo sea un mejor lugar
Cuando hablas llenas todo de verdad
Y haces que me olvide de la soledad
Para empezar
Nunca quise envejecer con nadie más
Y no sé qué va a pasarme si te vas
Sólo sé que quiero estar en donde estás
Nos fue muy mal
Los buenos momentos empezaron a faltar
Luego comenzamos a dudar
Me asusté y no te pude parar
Pero ni un segundo te he dejado de extrañar
Para empezar
Haces que este mundo sea un mejor lugar
Cuando hablas llenas todo de verdad
Y haces que me olvide de la soledad
Para empezar
Nunca quise envejecer con nadie más
Y no sé qué va a pasarme si te vas
Sólo sé que quiero estar en donde estás
Para empezar
Haces que este mundo sea un mejor lugar
Cuando hablas llenas todo de verdad
Y haces que me olvide de la soledad
Para empezar
Nunca quise envejecer con nadie más
Y no sé qué va a pasarme si te vas
Sólo sé que quiero estar en donde estás
Para empezar''
Me preguntas qué es lo que nos queda por salvar
Que para qué quiero regresar
Qué importa ya
Se han roto mil cosas que no quieres arreglar
Quieres encontrar otro lugar
Pero al menos quiero contestar
Porque no me rindo
Quiero verte una vez más
Para empezar
Haces que este mundo sea un mejor lugar
Cuando hablas llenas todo de verdad
Y haces que me olvide de la soledad
Para empezar
Nunca quise envejecer con nadie más
Y no sé qué va a pasarme si te vas
Sólo sé que quiero estar en donde estás
Nos fue muy mal
Los buenos momentos empezaron a faltar
Luego comenzamos a dudar
Me asusté y no te pude parar
Pero ni un segundo te he dejado de extrañar
Para empezar
Haces que este mundo sea un mejor lugar
Cuando hablas llenas todo de verdad
Y haces que me olvide de la soledad
Para empezar
Nunca quise envejecer con nadie más
Y no sé qué va a pasarme si te vas
Sólo sé que quiero estar en donde estás
Para empezar
Haces que este mundo sea un mejor lugar
Cuando hablas llenas todo de verdad
Y haces que me olvide de la soledad
Para empezar
Nunca quise envejecer con nadie más
Y no sé qué va a pasarme si te vas
Sólo sé que quiero estar en donde estás
Para empezar''
Friday, March 9, 2018
Afuera y adentro.
A mis ojos, siempre fuiste el más bello, el más guapo, simplemente el mejor.
No me preocupaba por cómo te vieras o tu cuerpo o tu altura.
Me preocupaba por que estuvieras bien, saludable y contento.
Porque todo lo demás ya lo tenías, ya lo eras. No necesitaba que cambiaras lo de afuera cuando ya amaba tu interior.
No me preocupaba por cómo te vieras o tu cuerpo o tu altura.
Me preocupaba por que estuvieras bien, saludable y contento.
Porque todo lo demás ya lo tenías, ya lo eras. No necesitaba que cambiaras lo de afuera cuando ya amaba tu interior.
A los ojos de los demás.
A los ojos de los demás, eres maravillosa.
A los ojos de los demás, eres con quien quieren estar; tu sonrisa, tu alegría, tus berrinches, tus abrazos, tus suspiros, tu forma de ser es lo que ellos buscan.
A los ojos de los demás, eres con quien quieren estar; tu sonrisa, tu alegría, tus berrinches, tus abrazos, tus suspiros, tu forma de ser es lo que ellos buscan.
Seis años y medio enamorado de mi. Qué recuerdo mas hermoso el que guardas; tú, ansioso el primer día de clases, con mi sonrisa frente a ti.
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