Monday, November 24, 2003My first crush at Jefferson was Elizabeth. This was soon after I started working there, December of 1999. I’d see Elizabeth at work in the morning, and in the afternoon I’d see her at Los Angeles Valley College, where we both went to school. The first couple of times that I saw see her at Valley, I’d look up and think, “Hmm, a signal?!” Heh, this girl had me going crazy. Of course, she never found out. She’s now Mrs. Figueroa… and I hate her for it! Nah… Translation:I write these words to let you know how I feel. I’d tell you these words face-to-face, but I just can’t. My whole body trembles and my hands sweat. So, instead, I put it in writing… I love you. As hard as I try, I just don’t have the guts to tell you in person the way I feel toward you. One way or another, it’s necessary for me to tell you how I feel because I’d hate to pass up the opportunity to tell you that I’m in love with you. I suffer… because I lack the courage to tell you face-to-face that I love you with all of my heart. And so I’ve put it in written form that I love you, because I’m no longer able to cope with the thought that although you could be standing right next to me, I’m not free to take you in my arms and call you mine. Sufro (El Coyote y Su Banda Tierra Santa) Te escribo estas palabras Me tiembla todo el cuerpo Por más que intento no puedo Sufro Sufro Posted by Dusky at 12:00 am [Permalink]
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