There's a place off Ocean Avenue,
Where I used to sit and talk with you,
We were both 16 and it felt so right,
Sleeping all day, staying up all night,
Staying up all night.

There's a place on the corner of Cherry Street,
We would walk on the beach in our bare feet,
We were both 18, and it felt so right,
Sleeping all day, staying up all night,
Staying up all night.

If I could find you now
Things would get better,
We could leave this town,
And Run forever,
Let your waves crash down on me
And take me away, yeah.

There's a piece of you that's here with me,
It's everywhere I go, it's everything I see
When I sleep, I dream and it gets me by,
I can make believe that you're here tonight,
That you're here tonight.

If I could find you now,
Things would get better.
We could leave this town,
And run forever
I know somewhere, somehow, we'll be together
Let your waves crash down on me,
And take me away, yeah.

I remember the look in your eyes,
When I told you that this was goodbye
You were begging me not tonight,
Not here,
Not now.
We're looking up at the same night sky
And keep pretending the sun will not rise
We'll be together for one more night,
Somewhere, somehow.

If I could find you now,
Things would get better.
We could leave this town,
And run forever.
I know somewhere, somehow we'll be together.
Let your waves crash down on me,
And take me away,yeah..




(porque sé que este tema te hace pensar en mí, y porque a mí me hace pensar en vos. Yo sé que estoy haciendo las cosas mal, pero no encuentro otra manera de hacerlas. Espero que alguna vez puedas perdonarme y perdonarte)

Si me sonreís intentando que sea una sonrisa sincesa vas a fingir una alegría que después se mete para adentro como si fuera una campaña viral. Y vas a empezar a reírte y a sentirte mejor. Y al final te vas a sentir bien y la sonrisa, entonces, es de verdad.

Mi día de hoy se puede resumir en una imagen:



Todavía estoy intentando entender como fue que cambiando la data location del postgresql termine intentando reinstalar gnome.

Era de noche y hacía frío pero no se notaba en la calidez de tus palabras. Todavía era otoño y las veredas quedaban ocultas bajo un manto de hojas, débilmente iluminadas por la luz de la calle. Me saludaste y en ese instante lo entendí.

Nos sentamos en un sillón enorme y pedimos un par de tragos. Hablamos de gente, hablamos de música. De tu vida y de la mía. Casi como una excusa te acercaste y me besaste. Tenías sabor a canela y a lo prohibido.

Una cosa llevó a la otra y no éramos dos desconocidos. Nuestros ojos se encontraron. Me perdí en tu cuerpo y en lo que susurrabas en mi oído. Intentaba guardar cada sensación en mí y no pude, era demasiado. “Seamos amantes, amantes siempre”.

Hacía un año era el principio de todo.

(no preguntes, yo tampoco sé por qué me acuerdo)

Is everybody's goal to get what they can't have.
That's why you're after her
And that's why I'm after you
But sayin' it won't change a thing
And they'll realize that it won't change a thing
Realize that it won't change a thing.

Me encantaría tener algo genial para decir y escribir un post súper interesante, pero no, no lo tengo. Podría hablar de noticias nerds, podría hablar de moda y maquillaje, podría hacer un chiste relativo a la programación o a la matemática, podría poner una foto o una canción o ambas. Podría contar como me siento. Pero no, no tengo ganas. Estoy enferma y no tengo ganas.

Dejenme por un ratito apagar la mente y dormir un poco, remolonear en la cama debajo de mil acolchados, con una caja de pañuelitos descartables y una taza de té vacía en la mesita de luz.

(dos puntos)

There's always somebody taller
With more of a wit
And he's equipped to enthrall her
And her friends think he's fit
And you just can't measure up no
You don't have a prayer
Wishing you had made the most of her
When she was there
They've got engaged
No intention of a wedding
He's pinched your bird
And he'd probably kick your head in

Bigger Boys and Stolen Sweethearts
You're better off without her anyway
You said you wasn't sad to see her go
Oh no

He might be one of those boys
That's all pretty and vain
Likes to go in the sunbed
And stays out of the rain
So that he don't get his hair wet
You wouldn't want that
At least he hasn't got a Nova
Or a Burberry hat

They've got engaged
No intention of a wedding
He's pinched your bird
And he'd probably kick your head in

Bigger Boys and Stolen Sweethearts
You're better off without her anyway
You said you wasn't sad to see her go
Of course you were

Have you heard what she's been doing?
Never did it for me
He picks her up at the school gates
At twenty past three
She's been with all the boys
But never went very far
She wagged English and Science
Just to go in his car

They've got engaged
No intention of a wedding
He's pinched my bird
And he'd probably kick my head in, oh
Now the girls have grown
But I'm sure they still carry on in similar ways.