To You…
To You…
Aug 03Now, there is a trip I’ll never forget.
It had to be on my last trip, on the last night I had on a different town, with nothing else to think about. I don’t know if I should call it a blessing or a curse.
So to explain, I had my last trip to Santo Domingo on Friday, I couldn’t find tickets for the 12 pm bus so I had to go to the bus terminal to take another bus. I was running late I wished that another bus was available but all buses where filled. So I waited an hour for the bus. I wasn’t a nice bus, but it had to do. I wanted a window so the guy who sold the tickets rearranged me to sit # 16, window in the middle. Well everything was O.K then, just running late.
All of the sudden people start settling on their sits, and well I wasn’t paying attention to anyone at all, I was listening to music as always (Go Paramore !!!).
All of the sudden the girl sitting in front of me turns back to ask me if she could lower her sit, if it wasn’t bothering me and booooom… I swear that a cold chill ran down my back. I know it wasn’t YOU but everything was. Your voice, your accent, the way you spoke, everything just a flash of things I loved about you.
So I was cold with the mental flash but as the bus was starting to move I also started to pay more attention to the couple in front of me.
Two girls who where obviously a couple and… it completely messed me up.
It’s been 10 years… no contact, no news, nothing… What did we became?? Do you remember me at all, ’cause I thing about you everyday.
This whole… NEED to find you lately… just messes up with my brain.
I admire the bravery in others, the bravery I didn’t have 10 years ago. I envied their looks, their laughs (so totally your laugh), their holding hands. I guess that I wonder more and more what the big fuzz was about?? and that maybe I didn’t really listen when you said to me that it would be O.K.
Being ready is bullshit!!!! I know that NOW. You were right and I was wrong.
I keep looking at your name on my wall, even under all the yellow paint. 10 years your name is been in my wall. 10 Years of our memories on my mind.
Well, I think that’s enough my love. You must be out there somewhere living your live, not thinking of us, and above all I hope you’re happy. You changed my live, but I didn’t change at all.
I wonder if you would laugh about the fact that 10 years later I’m still living the same situation that drove us apart.
Funny, right?? How you where always right and I was always wrong. :_(
The N-guurl