So, the other day I was going through some old papers of mine, some really old papers, my choir folder, my trombone parts, some poetry I wrote, and some old short stories. Usually as I wrote in paper, after writing something I added a small dedicating at the end, using the initials of the person it was dedicated to. In pensil, and then erased it, so that nobody could see it.
Among this writings one caught my attention.
It was in Spanish, but here is a rough translation:
I feel so sad
I let you go,
Kept my feelings
And now you are gone.
The light in your eyes
Is here no more,
And I'm in the dark,
With nowhere to go.
I wish I had told you,
How much I love you
But now you are gone
And my chance blown.
Basically I wrote this for one of my dearest friends, for whom I fell madly in love, but since she was my friend, I was unable to do anything about it, I didn't felt like screwing up all I had. In any case, long time has gone by since the last time I saw her, or even spoke, but when I found this I remembered that feeling, and it felt, I don't know how to describe it. In any case one thing is sure. I loved her, and I'm pretty sure that feelings are deep inside me, somewhere. I still love my wife, I really do, but it feels great to let the feelings out every now and then.
In any case, 13 years have gone by, more or less, since I wrote this, and still feel like a suckered for never letting my feelings out. Learn that lesson. Express your feelings, every day, for it might come a day when you are unable to do so.
Love and hate to you all..... Yeah, you can't have one without the other.
