Sediento
No sé nada de la vida
Y la magia rara que es,
El mundo parece como el mar
Y yo soy solo un pez.
No sé nada de la vida
Y la magia rara que es,
El mundo parece como el mar
Y yo soy solo un pez.
Can we, just for once, paint the sky pink?
Someone posts a video of a man doing the dishes. It is adorable – the way he smiles at his wife when he sees her with the phone, the way he is clumsy with the plates. And it is funny, the way he uses the wrong soap and makes a mess at the sink.
I hit like. And then, since I have a lot of time on my hands while I’m procrastinating doing my own dishes, I scroll down to read the comments.
Like the raindrops fall
Into the river
I’m falling into you
Thousand words that you say
A tad bit more that you don’t
The loudest laughs that you cause
And the tears that you ever won’t
On my rusted window sill
Sat a dinky little bird,
Sang tunes of another land
Beautiful, yet unheard.
On Duality:
/fire/
She lit up people’s hearts
When she smiled.
Her fury
Burned down cities.
She was fire.
Heart poured in long letters,
Stresses in your voice etched out in ink.
The sound of your heart beats miles away
Echoes in the postman’s cycle ring.
Cuando me cuentas tus historias
Con ojos viajando por el tiempo
Con esas sonrisas contentas
Me encantas, me encantas