When I got back home, the night made me think about what we had done while the sun was still shining.
“Why did you do it?” asked a voice in my head.
“I’m not sure. Because I love her. Even if it’s not the way she wants me to. Because she needed it, and I owed her after all I’d put her through. Or mabye, because all of us need someone to hold us close every once in a while, to look us in the eye and make us believe that we’re not as bad as we think we are.”
Estos momentos de iluminacion e inspiracion, es todo Charly....
Ustede explayese que hace rato no lo hacia. Saludos.
Mr. Magoo...
agosto 26, 2008 9:08 AMYou are not bad. You are one of the best people in my life. You showed me love. I was just really slow on the uptake. I am ready for it now, which is what makes this so sad and frustrating. Thank you for our day. hug.
J.C.
agosto 26, 2008 11:54 AMCarlos:
Aunque lo que expones aquí es demasiado personal, me gustó tu cuestionamiento... Yo creo que a todos en más de una ocasión nos ha pasado que manejando de regreso a casa, piensas en todos esos rollos que de repente traes medio atorados.
Saludos y buen inicio de semana.
Martuchis
septiembre 01, 2008 1:08 AM