Saturday, May 19, 2018

He's imperfect, but he tries...

He's imperfect, but he tries.
He's good, but he lies.
He's hard on himself.
He's broken and won't ask for help.

He's messy, but he's kind.
He's lonely most of the time. 
He's all of this mixed up and baked in a beautiful pie.
He's gone, but he used to be mine.

Last summer, while I was visiting my mom in Sacramento, I was drinking some tea and working from a Starbucks (because we didn't have home internet installed at the moment) and, for some reason, I paused the song I was listening to and heard some of the lines I wrote above in the voice of Sara Bareilles. I started tearing up because they made so much sense, I felt like they described some aspects of me and I couldn't help but feel them running through my soul. It's not simple to say but some days, I don't recognise me...

// El verano pasado, mientras visitaba a mi mamá en Sacramento, estaba tomando té y trabajando desde un Starbucks (porque no teníamos internet instalado en casa todavía) y por alguna razón, le puse pausa a la canción que estaba escuchando y escuché algunas de las líneas que escribí arriba con la voz de Sara Bareilles. Comencé a llorar porque hicieron tanto sentido, sentí que describían ciertos aspectos de mí y no puede evitar sentirlas corriendo por mi alma. No es fácil decirlo, pero algunos días no me reconozco...
Love always,

1 comment:

  1. Influential is all that is in this blog, Cleverly built by the author.


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