W H A T I F

What if there was no light nothing wrong, nothing right .What if there was no time and no reason, or rhyme .What if you should decide that you don't want me there by your side that you don't want me there in your life .What if I got it wrong and no poem or song could put right what I got wrong or make you feel I belong .What if you should decide that you don't want me there by your side that you don't want me there in you life .Oooooooh that's right,Let's take a breath, jump over the side Oooooooh that's right .How can you know it if you don't even try .Oooooooh that's right Every step that you take could be your biggest mistake It could bend or it could break but that's the risk that you take . What if you should decide that you don't want me there in your life that you don't want me there by your side .Oooooooh thats right Let's take a breath, jump over the side . Oooooooh that's right how can you know it when you don't even try .Oooooooh that's right Let's take a breath, jump over the side .Oooooooh that's right you know that darkness always turns into light Oooooooh that's right

No quiero seguir sufriendo por este orgullo que me atormenta, aunque se que tus sueños tienen un espacio en otra mujer, que bien mereces, déjame decirte que aún te amo sobre todas las cosas del mundo.

Fui una mentirosa al confesarte con vanidad que ya nada sentía cuando terminamos, mientras en lo más profundo de mi alma daba gritos por ti. Te ataqué indiscriminadamente para mostrarte lo poco que me importabas, mancille tu delicado nombre con improperios y vejámenes cual mujer de baja esquina.

Por todos los medios luché para que me respondieras en igual proporción para compensar mis penas y saldar mis actos pero no, tus cabales nunca perdieron sus cauces, por el contrario tuviste mesura y señorío en escucharme.

Qué pena me da mirar en tus transparentes ojos, las pupilas de reposo que observan mi destrozada vida. Quiero que sepas que en forma, casi enfermiza, mi único interés era recuperarte, pero los espíritus despiadados de los celos y de mis actos posesivos arruinaron mis propósitos y, es más, siempre te culpé a ti por el fracaso de nuestro amor, cuando inmaculado y comprensivo fuiste en prestar atención a mis embates.

Todas tus respuestas, monosílabicas por cierto, con tono tranquilo y de suave expresión, no hicieron más que enervar y envenenar mis ánimos.

Me duele mucho que no me hables, siento que te atormento cuado te llamo pero ¿qué hago?... aún te amo. Veo que me tienes lástima, que te molesta escuchar los truenos de mi voz, que soy un recuerdo funesto para tu vida, que todo está perdido y eso me desespera.

Quiero morir para volver a nacer y volver a tenerte. Mi vida ya está jugada en esta triste partida del amor. Te perdí para siempre y me resisto a creerlo. Me da ira verte tranquilo de conciencia, cuando yo en cambio ardo en fuego consumiéndome en odio.

Sobra decirte perdóname por todas las ofensas a las que te he sometido. Estoy convencida de que antes de comenzar a atacarte ya tú me habías perdonado, ese eres tú, que ira me da el no haberte creído nada de tus actos y pensamientos, mas bien sentía que no me querías, que poco te importaba, que no era punto de atención en tu vida.

¡Qué tonta fui! Sería la mujer más feliz si te pudiera olvidar, pero lastimosamente te has convertido en un fantasma que acecha mi vida a cada instante, donde quiera que vaya allí estás inmerso.

Te amo.

T R Y A G A I N

I fell asleep on a late night train,I missed my stop and I went round again,Why would I want to see you now?To fix it up, make it up somehow.Baby I'll try again, try again,baby I die every night, every time.What I was isn't what I am,I'd change back but I don't know if I can. Still I'll try, try again, try again,baby I die every night, every time but I was made the way I am I'm not a stone; I'm just a man lay down your arms and I will lay down mine rip back the time that we've been wasting God I wish you could see me now you'd pick me up and you'd sort me out still I'll try, try again, try again baby I die every night, every time -

Aldanaa Glaaria

Ahhhhhhh boluda no te das una minimaa ideaa de lo importante qe sos para mi ! (L), gracias por entenderme, escucharme, confiaar en mi, haceme caso, no pensar qe soi una loca desqisiada :P, escucharme unaa i otraa vezz hablando del mismo temaa i no qejartee, dame los mejores consejoss, por no enoojarte (L), por siempre estar pendiente de como estoi, por subirme animoo, por ser las pilas de la linternaa (: , por todas esas cartitaas divinas qe me haces aunq se qe no te gustaa hacerlas, por subir la escalera por mi (L), por salir a caminar conmigo, poor haber venido a verme al hospitaal, por estar ese dia desde temprano comunicanndote conmigo por msjs para ver como estabaa i diciendome qe todo ibaa a estar todo bieen porqe estaba ree cagadaa, por el 20/2 (L), por ser tan vooos :P, por tener esa personalidad tan especiaal e unicaa (L), por esos abrazos cuando llore en el colee, por esas chaarlas paraa qe me chuupara un huevo la de matematica,mis compañeros, el pokemon, la forra, TODOS!, por no dejarme pensar qe no tiene sentido la vidaa, i decirmee cosas bonitaas para qe no me de todo lo mismo:), por ser una de las razones por laas qe no me hice nada, por no dejar qe me heche la culpaa, poor todos esos recreos juntaas, por los 300 mensajes diarios qe nos mandamos :P, por los oom oomm tranqilaa xD, porr los Dr.Lemon(l), por enseñarme a cocinaar, por las frasess copadas qe me mandaas para qe haga fotos i esas cosas, por TODO !. Sos demaciaaado !, no me faltes nunca pero nuncaa,

Te amo mucho peroo MUCHO Aldana Glariaa!

YOU ARE THE ONE

Céline: I was thinking...for me it's better I don't romanticize things as much anymore. I was suffering so much all the time. I still have lots of dreams, but they're not in regard to my love life. (Cut to interior of the car.) It doesn't make me sad, it's just the way it is.

Jesse: Is that why you're in a relationship with somebody who's never around?

Céline: Yes, obviously, I can't deal with the day to day life of a relationship. Yeah, we have, you know, this exciting time together and then he leaves, and I miss him, but at least I'm not dying inside. When someone is always around me, I'm like suffocating!

Jesse: No, wait, you just said that you need to love and be loved...

Céline: Yeah, but when I do it quickly makes me nauseous! It's a disaster... I mean I'm really happy only when I'm on my own. Even being alone...it's better than...sitting next to a lover and feeling lonely. It's not so easy for me to be all romantic. You start off that way and after you've been screwed over a few times...you...you…you forget about all your delusional ideas and you just take what comes into your life. That's not even true I haven't been...screwed over, I've just had too many blah relationships. They weren't mean, they cared for me, but... there were no real...connection or excitement. At least not from my side.

Jesse: God, I'm sorry, is it...is it really that bad? It's not, right?

Céline: (Shaking her head with eyes nearly watering.) You know...it's not even that. I was...I was fine, until I read your fucking book! It stirred shit up, you know? It reminded me how genuinely romantic I was, how I had so much hope in things, and now it's like...I don't believe in anything that relates to love. I don't feel things for people anymore. In a way...I put all my romanticism into that one night, and I was never able to feel all this again. Like...somehow this night took things away from me and...I expressed them to you, and you took them with you! It made me feel cold, like if love wasn't for me!

Jesse: I... I don't believe that. I don't believe that.

Céline: You know what? Reality and love are almost contradictory for me. It's funny...every single of my ex’s...they're now married! Men go out with me, we break up, and then they get married! And later they call me to thank me for teaching them what love is, and…

Jesse: (Smiling sympathetically.) Oh God. (Rubs his face with both hands.)

Céline: …and that I taught them to care and respect women!

Jesse: (Pointing at himself.) I think I'm one of those guys.

Céline: (Yelling.) You know, I want to KILL them!! Why didn't they ask ME to marry them? I would have said "No", but at least they could have asked!! But it's my fault, I know it's my fault, because...I never felt it was the right man. Never! But what does it mean the right man? The love of your life? The concept is absurd; the idea that we can only be complete with another person is...EVIL!! RIGHT??!!

Jesse: (Sheepishly.) Can I talk?

Céline: (Speaking more quietly.) You know, I guess I've been heartbroken too many times. And then I recovered. So now, you know, from the starts I make no effort…because I know it’s not going to work out, I know it’s not going to work out.

Jesse: You can't do that. You can't do that, you can't live your life trying to avoid pain, at the expense of en...

Céline: (Interrupting.) OK, you know what? (Moving her fingers to mock the movement of Jesse’s mouth as he speaks.) Those are words! I've gotta...I've gotta get away from you. (To Philippe.) Stop the car, I want to get out!

Jesse: No, no, no, don't...don't get out.

Céline: You know, it's being around you...

Jesse: Keep talking...

Céline: (Jesse grabs her arm) Don't touch me! (Slaps his hand.) You know, I wanna get on a cab...

(To Philippe.) Monsieur! Arretez-vous! Non, non, c'est bon, au feu la! Juste au feu, au coin, il y a un metro meme! Je veux prendre le metro. (Sir, please stop! No, no, it’s okay, at the next traffic light, at the corner, there is even a metro! I want to take the metro.)

Jesse: (To Philippe) No, no, no, keep going... (To Céline) No, listen, I'm just so happy... (To Philippe) Thank you, just keep going...(To Céline.) Alright. Look, I am just so happy, alright...to be with you. I am. I'm so glad you didn’t forget about me. OK.

Céline: No, I didn't...and it pisses me off, OK? You come here to Paris, all romantic, and married, OK? Screw you! Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to get you or anything. I mean, all I need is married man! There's been so much water under the bridge, it's...it's not even about you anymore, it's about that time, that moment in time that is forever gone, I don't know!

Jesse: You...you say all that, but you didn't even remember having sex. So...

Céline: (Flatly, with resignation.) Of course I remembered.

Jesse: (Confused.) You did?

Céline: Yes! Women pretend things like that. I don’t know…(Laughs.)

Jesse: (Still confused.) They do?

Céline: Yeah, what was I supposed to say? That I remember the wine in the park and...us looking up at the stars fading away as the sun came up? We had sex TWICE (claps her hands), you idiot!

Jesse: Alright, you know what? I'm just...happy to see you, even if...you've become an angry, manic depressive activist. I still like you! I still enjoy being around you!

(Reaches out to touch her face, but pulls his hand back quickly, before she notices.)

Céline: And I feel the same. (Laughing.) I'm...I'm sorry, I don't know what happened. I just...I had to let it all out. I...

Jesse: Don't worry about it.

Céline: I'm so miserable in my love life, in my relationship, I always act as... like...you know, I'm detached, but I'm... I'm dying inside. I'm dying because I'm so numb. I don't feel pain, or excitement. I'm not even bitter, I'm just...uh…

Jesse: You think you're the one dying inside? My life is twenty four-seven...BAD.

Forever and ever (L)

Todavia no puedo creer qe no estes :(, fue tan raro verte serio, sin esa sonrisa tan contagiosa qe tenias, no puedo creer qe ya no voi a decir, "sii viene mario con los chicos i silviaa :D", qe no vas a tomar whisky con papá, contar anecdotas de cuando eran jovenes, fumar habanos, i no se, verte, ir a la playa qe lluevaa i decir, "uhh mandale ya un msj a mario", los boca river, tantas pero TANTAS cosas compartidas con vs (L), i ahora todo se fue, se essfumo en un segudo :(, i pensar qe hace menos de un mes te vi, i estabas lo mas bieen, con una sonrisa de oreja a oreja como siempre,con esa voz unica qe tenias, haciendo chistes, te voi a extrañar tantoo pero tantoo, qe no te das una ideaa :(, Laa musica, todas esas grasadas qe escuchabaan con mi papá cuando eran chicos, i nunca te pregunte como bailaban Aprontate :(, pero tmp nunca pense qe te ibas a ir de esta manera, i ahora, eras de esas personas de las qe pense qe nunca pero NUNCA se iban a morir, Te amo Mario Scozzafava, te voi a extraañar muchisimo (U), i nunca pero nunca me voi a olvidar de vos i de las cosas qe vivimos (L)


I miss you
I miss your smile
And I still shed a tear,every once in a while
And even though it's different now,
You're still here somehow
My heart won't let you go

C R E E P

When you were here before couldn't look you in the eye ,You're just like an angel ,Your skin makes me cry ,You float like a feather in a beautiful world and I wish I was special,You're so fuckin' special but I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here. I don't care if it hurts ,I want to have control ,I want a perfect body,I want a perfect soul ,I want you to notice when I'm not around .You're so fuckin' special,I wish I was special,but I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.What the hell am I doing here?I don't belong here.She's running out again,she's running out,she's run run run running out...Whatever makes you happy,whatever you want.You're so fuckin' special,I wish I was special...But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo,what the hell am I doing here?I don't belong here. I don't belong here.