Bésame como si no hubiera mañana

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Can we pretend that airplanes, in the night sky, are like shooting stars.
I could really use a wish right now, wish right now, wish right now...

N.A. (Nota de la autora): ¡Y ésta es la última! Sé que están puestas al revés; del 2011 al 2008, pero me gustan así...

Enlace a la primera: http://holdyourbreatheforawhile.blogspot.com/2011/11/recordando.html

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Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you've never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can't wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourseld that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourseld and not worry abour what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it's like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or fin't exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day's work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there's no need for continuous conversation, but you find you're quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there's a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heat, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that's so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.

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Tal día como hoy... 21 de May del 2011, a las 18:08

Más que ayer, menos que mañana.

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Y me mira de reojo cuando cree que no lo miro. Como no voy a mirar si arde como el rastrojo en cuanto me descuido.
Que su mirada es un tiro de sal al que ose chorar en el bosque frutal de su libertad, de mi soledad, de nuestro vendaval.
Duerme conmigo, si eres piedra da igual, yo seré pedregoso camino.
Duerme conmigo, yo te canto, te arrullo, te arropo, te abrigo, te mimo.
Y si eres aire te irás.

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"La real academia define la palabra imposible como algo que no tiene facultad ni medios para llegar a ser o suceder, y define improbable como algo inverosímil que no se funda en una razón prudente. Puestos a escoger a mi me gusta más la improbabilidad, que la imposibilidad, como a todo el mundo supongo. La improbabilidad duele menos, y deja un resquicio a la esperanza, a la ética... Que David ganara a Golliat era improbable, pero sucedió. Un afroamericano habitando la casa blanca era improbable, pero suceció. Que los Barón Rojo volvieran a tocar juntos era improbable, pero también sucedió. Nadal desbancando del número uno a Federer. Una periodista convertida en princesa. El 12-1 contra Malta. El amor, las relaciones, los sentimientos, no se fundan en una razón prudente, por eso no me gusta hablar de amores imposibles, sino de amores improbables. Porque lo improbable es por definición probable, lo que es casi seguro que no pase es que puede pasar. Y mientras haya una posibilidad, media posibilidad entre mil millones de que pase, vale la pena intentarlo."

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Sánchez Piñol.

Cuando la miraba y nada más, cuando la tocaba y nada más, en esos momentos las crueldades del faro no existían. Y podía constatar, asombrado de mí mismo, que ni siquiera me importaba que pudiera ser más o menos humana, más o menos mujer.

Es mentira: el séptimo día el buen Dios no descansó. El séptimo día la hizo a ella y nos la escondió bajo las olas.