Will we forget?

Our bodies have memories.

Your hands remember the touch of my body, my hands remember your face. Yours lips can trace mine in that everlasting kiss.

I don't want to let go. I rather live in this moment where you are here, holding me, kissing me, making me feel loved. The moment I have been dreaming off since the last day I saw you, what seems like a hundred weeks ago.

I know it can't last forever and I know I won't see you again, but for now I want to hold on to this moment and not let go. Not ever and not now.

Our bodies have memories. So come back.

Kiss me like you do, hold me like you never want to let me go. Hold me with your strong hands. Trace me with your lips.

I want to talk to you and I want to kiss you. I want to walk the street by your side, holding you like you are mine. Like once we did, because we belonged to each other and everybody had to see.

Just a thought

Silence is for cowards...

Cali Friday

This is my first Friday back in Cali, and I have to say I mi ss a bit of NY. But soooon I'll be off so let's make the best out of this beautiful hot week!!!

 I'm linking up with the little things we do

 

 

 

1.   The most selfless thing I've ever done was     I'll probably have to say that when I help someone, anyone at all I do it selflessly, I like helping people for the sake of seeing them accomplish or solve their problems .

2.   When it comes to working out   I lo ve martial arts and dancing, sometimes also yoga, but I hate treadmills!      .

3.  A woman should always  Be happy! with herself and not look for approval in others, we are strong and beautiful as we are   .

4. I wish I could    have an editor to rely on for my documentaries! it would make everything easier   .

5.  A best friend is   one that you could talk about everything, that you can argue with, that you can have fun, that you can be in silence with, one that ones when to hug you and when to not literally but that knows when to slap you .

6.  I can't get enough of     lo ve and hugs from people   .

7.  This weekend I am    going to edit and enjoy time with friends before my oversees adventures!  .

It is Friday, wish it was Monday

Well well well let's fill the blanks of this beautiful Friday!

 I'm linking up with the little things we do

1.   Something popular that I can't stand/just don't "get" is      aliens, unless they come into my life I am not worried or really concerned about them or their existence  .

2.   Something unpopular that I secretly love is          .

3.  When I've had a bad day I   hang out with the people that make me smile and laugh, until we washed the day away   .

4. I'd prefer    sushi    to    pizza      any day.

5.  Something that makes me nervous is    the next couple of months of moving out of NY and then out of California .

6.  Something worth fighting for is     happiness and peace of mind and spirit   .

7.  When people think of me, I hope they think    she is amazing, loving and caring, I want her to be part of my life  .

Rainy Friday

So I am new at this, it sounds fun, and with all the pain and anger I've been sharing, I thought I should change the mood for a bit if I can hold it.

It goes something like, I'm linking up with the little things we do and it is something of fill in the blank friday

1.   The best thing I did all week was  Going for the first time ever to the Yankee Stadium.

2.    Relaxing days      make me super happy.

3.  Pets are   such a California reminder   .

4.    Family   is the best thing about my life.

5.  With the cooler weather I am looking forward to    wearing scarves and coats .

6.  Something that's on my "wish list" right now is     shoes! beautiful new season heels!   .

7.  This weekend I am going to    go to a museum, meet family and smile  .

Have an amazing weekend!

A letter to my pain...

This is not a goodbye letter.

This is not the end of our time together. Because it ended time ago.

This is nothing more than me closing the door.

For so long I have been thinking about our time and everything, and now is time for me to let go, of you, of me, of us.

Because I never got the chance to say this face to face, now I've been cornered to write it down and publish it here, until a hysterical or drunk moment drives me to send it to you.

In the meantime I'll get it off my chest.

September 2011

You kept saying how you didn't want to push me away and how much you liked me. But after all you pushed me away, so far away that there was no way back.

I understand it is out of pain and panic that you didn't let me in, but on the longer run if you don't let anybody near then you'll suffer more.

I know you are distrustful and you've been hurt, but not everybody is going to hurt you, not purposely at least.

And as I've told you before pain is part of life, to care for someone is to let the good with the bad. And yeah caring for someone and loving someone will bring times of happiness but there will be some others than won't be; but it is all worth it, the good times are worth the not so good ones.

Probably the time wasn't right for us, although we could have made it work if we wanted to. To let people in you have to make space for them, and that doesn't mean leaving everything for them, but arrange time to have with each other. Even if it means nothing more than doing work together. But make space for her in your life.

You are an amazing guy, my shy boy, believe it and let someone near don't drive people away.

I care for you and I hope you find what you want in life and you conquer it.




UPDATE:
I sent it, and not under alcohol or hysteria but after a long thought process and various talks with friends, so I rewrite it and this is it:

September 2011

Pain is inevitable it is part of life.

You taught me things about life and about me, and that makes it worth it. Knowing you and having you be part of my life made that pain worth it. And I would not have changed it or want it any different, because I learned from you and from us.

We talked constantly that people come into your life for a reason and they don’t always stay forever. So our time run out, but I don’t regret , I gave it all and I learned from it, yes I got hurt but as I’ve said it is part of life. To care for someone is to let the good with the bad. And yeah caring for someone and loving someone will bring times of happiness but there will be some others than won't be; but it is all worth it, the good times are worth the not so good ones.

But I hope that you learned from it too, and if there were something I would want you to keep is that you shouldn’t push people away from you. I am not saying let everybody in and let them hurt you, it is not about that, but you shouldn’t let everybody out. You shouldn’t distrust everyone.

I understand it is out of pain and panic that you didn't let me in, but not everybody is going to hurt you, not purposely at least. And you have to make space in your life for them.

You kept saying how you didn't want to push me away and how much you liked me. But in the end that is what you did.

You are an amazing guy, my shy boy, believe it and let someone near don't drive everybody away.

I care for you and I hope you find what you want in life and you conquer it.

I'll work on it

So we've been working on editing photos and uploading to the blog and all sorts of things we should do while we are on a school trip in NY. Yes, yes, yes, whatever, that is right, but as photographers we do it. That and the fact that pictures and blogs have nothing to do with homework, because I am shooting a documentary. So practically and technically I am not doing homework, but don't tell my teacher, or do so if you like. Yes, I have lost my mind, and the fact that we have really slow internet even at Starbucks, doesn't make this any easier.

But on to what I was really intending to write about:

I was having a small fight with Purple Verry, because we weren't understanding each other that well, we didn't solve the problem but we moved on with other solutions. And while this heated up discussion was happening an old lady from the 3rd age was walking back, with a disapproval face, and probably thinking "that is why I don't use computers". Which made me wonder if she was referring to the Verry or to me, because if it is about the Verry I find it very very offensive, what did she ever do to her? and also well, you can only ask so much out of everything. And if she was referring to my madness, I also find that a bit aggressive and and not understanding, because I should, when I find the correct reasons I'll let you know, in the mid-time I'll stop writing non-sense and go back to "work".

Silence, only silence

Everything I am reminds me of you. My laugh, my jokes, my ice-cream-bars passion, my sarcasm, my complaining, my past, my future, my everything and everything...

You are in my mind, in my heart, in my thoughts, in my dreams. You are all the way around and all the way inside.

How do I forget? When will I forget? About us, about you and about everything else.

It hurts, so much and so deep. I wouldn't have imagined this much pain.

My heart aches for you, my whole body trembles.

There is only silence around me, and it is coming from you.


I forgot I don't belong to you and that you never belonged to me...

I forgot, and now there is silence, only silence

Midnight with Woody

Midnight in Paris by Woody Allen

¡Me encanta! ¡Me encanta! ¡Me encanta!
Es un humor completamente Woody.
Lo más interesante es que pareciera que Woody encontró sucesor para él dentro de su películas. Owen Wilson parece con su manera torpe de comportarse, su papel de escritor "amateur" (por no encontrar una mejor manera de describirlo) e ingenuidad astuta, protagonizar un papel con características típicas de los roles comúnmente protagonizados por Allen. Woody siempre será Woody, pero parece ser una nueva etapa en la que alguien más protagoniza su papel.

Y aquí los dejo con una charla de café con Ernest Hemingway,

"All men fear death. It's a natural fear that consumes us all. We fear death because we feel that we haven't loved well enough or loved at all, which ultimately are one and the same. However, when you make love with a truly great woman, one that deserves the utmost respect in this world and one that makes you feel truly powerful, that fear of death completely disappears. Because when you are sharing your body and heart with a great woman the world fades away. You two are the only ones in the entire universe. You conquer what most lesser men have never conquered before, you have conquered a great woman's heart, the most vulnerable thing she can offer to another. Death no longer lingers in the mind. Fear no longer clouds your heart. Only passion for living, and for loving, become your sole reality. This is no easy task for it takes insurmountable courage. But remember this, for that moment when you are making love with a woman of true greatness you will feel immortal."

Completamente enamorada es tiempo de caminar las calles de la ciudad...

Read around

"...
But reading isn’t what she really wants. Not deep down. What she really wants is for someone – anyone at all – to tap her on the shoulder and invite her into their world. To ask her questions and tell her stories. To be interested. To laugh with her. To want her to be a part of their life.

But it isn’t even this connection with someone new that she wants most. At least not at the deepest level. At the deepest level, in the core of her soul, even fleeting connections with others seem to interfere with what she desires most. Which is to know that she’s truly loved. That she’s not alone in this world. And that whatever she was put here to do, in time, will be done and shared with others who care.
..."

This is nor the beginning or the end of this story Where We Must Go When We Feel Lost and Alone.
But it is a story worth reading. I identify a little with it, and it makes me smile and feel sad at the same time, because I understand, I feel it, but I can sometimes overcome it.

There is also one of the comments that hits the point so accurately, and the question remains: how unsustainable are our lives?