III world war

moi’m

mentida

mentida que m’estimis així

mentida els teus ulls blaus que no paren de brillar

mentida que vulguis fer-me un massatge als peus,

mentida que t’agradi el meu vestit.

mentida,

mentida tu i mentida jo.

y packs de dos en cepillos de dientes y hoy sí puedes levantarte

just a minute

Just a minute to sit, just a minute to see the life happen, not just pass. Just a minute to taste that weird drink, to kiss that mouth, to think if I really wanna kiss that mouth. Just a minute to listen quietly to a Bon Iver song, just a minute to cry when I’m sad, just a minute to think the way to earn a lot of money. But I don’t have time. And I don’t have a minute to think about how can I have a minute to think. And while I am just not having a minute for anything, life is happening and I am completely out. Just a minute to take that picture. Just a minute to get wet. Just a minute to take that flight, to learn how to fly. Just a minute to have a minute.