Category Archives: Romantic Love

If I Love You

If I love you and I don’t tell you,
Is because I love you,
And I don’t want to lose you.

If I love you and I don’t tell you,
I’m sure you already know it,
And I don’t want to lose you.

If I love you and I don’t tell you,
Is because I’m afraid,
Afraid that you don’t love me.

If I love you and don’t tell you,
Is because I know you’ll be afraid,
And you will run away from yourself and what you feel.

If I love you and I don’t tell you
Is because I love you,
So there it is.

Powerless

I walk through the darkness of my own feelings, guided by the hand of a man who . . . a man whom I don’t know. This realization comes slightly as a surprise, I don’t know him and our closeness has always been  . . . fragile.
I am not in love, I am not in love, I am not in love.
A mantra, my mantra.
Lost, confused, powerless. What can I do to regain my power

[My?] Wedding

I’m not sure if it was day or night, I don’t think it was day time since I don’t remember the light of the sun or the sky. I was in a dining room with my father and I was wearing a wedding dress. The dress was very 50’s one of those bell-shaped dresses that reaches right below the knee, with a lot of lace. I looked around and saw my father was dressed nearly totally in black and that all his team members from work were there. I got angry, it was my wedding day and he hadn’t taken time off work.

We argued about it and started walking towards a door at the other side of the room. I don’t remember who opened the door but suddenly we were at the other side. I was a big room but it felt crowded, full of round tables and people fancily dressed, looking up at me and smiling. I looked around and found my husband, it seemed that we had already been married.

At the table to my immediate left it sat my husband, to my surprise it was A., who of course is not my husband or my anything, well he’s a co-worker. Certainly I do not wish to marry him! But there he was nonetheless, with a wedding suit on and a smile. Then people started changing “Kiss, kiss, kiss!” I walked towards him and stood beside him, I looked down as he laughed and refused to kiss me with me. I kissed his forehead and woke up.

A prayer for your love

A prayer for your love,
A song for your heart,
A poem for your soul.

If you belong to me I will always love you,
If you give yourself to me I will always care for you,
If you give me your love my life will be yours.

My life I would give to you if you didn’t already have it,
My heart I would give to you if it wasn’t already yours,
My soul is all that remains, do you want it?

Release me from the pain of my yearning heart,
Save me from my sleepless nights of unrequited love,
Deliver me from my loveless existence.

Love me, just love me and my entire being will b yours forever.

 

Si es cuestion de confesar

I am in love with him and I cannot help it,
I am in love with him and I cannot change it.
I don’t know why and I don’t know how,
I don’t know, I just don’t know.