Randomly, I picked one.

Please don't say you don't remember,

I may recall a little... but basics I know.

Blurred vision... I can't stand.

While I was sitting... I fell on my back,

I hit my head, but you where there.

Came to me and asked me to talk...

I just said I'm sorry, and laid down there.

Don't know what happened next... but some lips touched mine.

And it wasn't just once... it was twice.

Don't know what it meant, but that's definitely not what I expected.

In my head, I asked: What the fuck?!

But my face stayed on blank.

I don't want to ask you about that... I wouldn't like any answer.

But just for you to know... and I thought you did, I don't like that!

I'm not like her and I do care.

Remember when I told you that I enjoyed your company because it was free of prejudices?

Well, my dear... It just became hard to call you dear.

Forever 17.

Goodbye to year of dreams coming true,

a year where almost everything could happened.

I did many, created a lot.

When everything seemed so easy and complicated at the time.

Me and a city, where my faith and I were my only possessions.

My favorite part: No regrets.

So there's no way that I can be more thankful with God,

Damn! I had a great time.

And everything get clearer.

Expanded mind and shorter words.

Hearts broken, large smiles, headaches and fights.

Absolutely everything was worth it.

And I think about it often, because I liked every single day.

My daily experience, new stories to tell... less personal feelings to say.

Freedom all it's way, courage on my veins.

Centered and focused, but not yet with feet on ground.

When there's so much left, makes me wonder: what's next?
So many things come to my mind... and I am ready.

Holding my-self, to not hesitate. Not eating the world in one bit.

But I feel like it's mine.

I'm not trying to sound superb, I'm just comfortable to say that I am who I am.

I was having a blast!

Lets role in our skates,

holding hands like milkshakes and cherries on top.

"Escribo, ella escribió, que la memoria es frágil y el transcurso de una vida es breve y sucede todo tan deprisa. que no alcanzamos a ver la relación entre los acontecimientos, no podemos medir la consecuencia de los actos, creemos en la ficción del tiempo, en el presente, el pasado y el futuro, pero puede ser también que todo ocurre simultáneamente, como decían las tres hermanas Mora". - Isabel Allende; La Casa De Los Espíritus.

"I did. I walked out the door." - JB

Then I met you.

I was thinking,

you didn't interrupted me... it made me wonder why.

But I was busy,

I had a date... yes honey! and it was with you.

I was enjoying and letting myself go

with every minute passing by

I was swimming between every breath I took,

and you still didn't stopped me.

I was getting a comfort smile,

my body started to sink on the couch, and suddenly I became the couch.

my hair went away and danced with the wind,

and I laid down...

sparkles sprout out of my chest...

and I wasn't there.

The music crossed my ears but I didn't hear.

I was in peace; mind, body and soul... all together for once.

There's when I fell in love with me,

and wont do any "lovers" promises, because you are not my lover...

I don't want to... I just love you.

...and I'm thinking: I found myself on a hard way.