domingo, 11 de enero de 2015

Anxiety attacks

No muchos entienden a lo que me refiero cuando digo que estoy ansiosa, o que me siento ansiosa, se relaciona primeramente con el sentirse expectante a algo, de una manera positiva o se toma de forma, en la cual estás pasando por un periodo en el que comes mucho. Cuando yo me refiero a "estar ansiosa" no es por ninguna de esas dos razones, estoy hablando de un sentimiento, de un malestar, es sentir que mi respiración se pone pesada, que mi pecho se siente con un vacío molesto y que mi panza no deja de doler, es sentir que mis manos tiemblan y tengo un nudo en la garganta mezclado con nauseas. Me refiero a un ataque de ansiedad o a simplemente sentirse "ansioso" de mala manera.
Recuerdo cuando era pequeña, a los 4 años me llevaron a un colegio para que vaya de oyente porque no cumplía la edad necesaria, el primer día fue horrible, experimentaba ese ataque de ansiedad, luego cuando ya iba en primero básico, todos los días, cada uno de ellos pasaba por lo mismo, las nauseas, eran tales que terminaba en el baño con la profesora auxiliar limpiando mi desastre y todo se producía por lo ansiosa que me hacían sentir los dictados diarios que nos hacía la profesora. Así este sentimiento, pesar, se producía por muchas cosas, pero nunca me atreví a decir como me sentía, aún siendo pequeña no me gustaba decir que tenía un dolor, que tenía un nudo en la garganta o quejarme de ninguna manera. Recuerdo que era y soy de esa forma en muchos sentidos, dejaba que el dolor de dientes o de oído fuese insoportable hasta decirle a alguien que tenía algún dolor, bueno, lo mismo con mi "problema de ansiedad". Creo que esta es la primera vez que hablo libremente de esto, hace unos minutos pasé por esto, sentí cada una de las cosas que enumeré en el primer párrafo, no sé la razón que lo desencadenó, fue inesperado, de la nada. Cuando lo superé y mi respiración volvió a la normalidad y mi estómago dejó de doler llegó mi madre a mi pieza, y preguntó "Cómo estás?" (ya que estoy resfriada)  a esto respondí con una sonrisa diciendo "Bien"...Por qué no contarle que estaba pasando por aquel temido "ataque de ansiedad" (leve, pero no deja de serlo) , no lo sé, simplemente no creo que sea necesario andar hablando de todo lo que uno siente con los otros, o andar quejándose pero más allá de eso, creo que es porque  no creo que la gente lo entienda.
Los problemas de ansiedad son algo que la gente no conoce mucho, no saben a lo que uno se refiere ni de lo que se trata, si dices tener un ataque de ansiedad lo más probable es que lo relacionen con que estás nervioso o te tirita un poco el mentón, pero es más que eso. Gracias a Dios no tengo también ataques de pánico, los cuales mezclados con la ansiedad deben ser terribles. Ningún doctor me ha dicho "Oye sí, tú tienes ansiedad" , pero es porque nunca lo he hablado libremente ni he pedido ayuda.  Cómo entendí lo que me pasaba? fue gracias a el internet. En internet hay respuesta para todo, yo desde pequeña me preguntaba "por qué me siento así? " y buscando respuestas en internet lo encontré, inmediatamente dije "Naaah estoy exagerando, no debe ser nada" pero luego empecé a ver una chica youtuber la cual pasaba por eso, comencé a leer su blog y a entender que es algo que le pasa a mucha gente, algo que todos creen ordinario y piensan que no es un problema real, pero no tienen idea. Recuerdo haber visto una película de terror cuando iba en séptimo básico, luego de ello estuve dos meses con ataques de ansiedad en las tardes, yo creía que era simple miedo por la película, pero después de un tiempo entendí. Luego de esos dos meses le dije a mi mamá una noche "Mamá, oremos? no soporto más esto, todos los días siento este malestar en el pecho, nauseas, nervios y más, ya no quiero más" se lo entregué a Dios y en ese momento no lo sentí más , recuerdo que en tarde comenzaba y yo repetía "Dios me quitó el miedo", porque todavía no entendía que era algo más que simplemente tener miedo. Recién en primero medio descubrí que era.
Tener problemas de ansiedad puede afectar tu vida social, escolar y más, en mi caso cada  vez que iba a entrenamientos de basquetbol, tanto en Chile como en mi año en Dinamarca lo sentía, antes de ir todo comenzaba, recuerdo una vez en el auto con mi familia danesa y me vino uno fuerte, ahí no pude quedarme callada, ellos me hablaban y yo no podía responder, luego tuve que explicar mi problema, algo que realmente no me gusta hacer, pero no tenía muchas opciones. Yo creo que sólo mi hermana entendió, pero no sé si mi mamá de allá lo hizo. Así mismo jamás lo he hablado con mi familia real.
A qué quiero llegar con esto? quiero que la gente sepa cuan real es este problema, cuan masivo es y que cuando estés con alguien con ansiedad simplemente hazlo sentir seguro, no le pidas que te hable o te explique que sucede, dale un tiempo , tráele un vaso de agua y espera, sé paciente.
Por sobretodo esto quiero que si tú tienes problemas de ansiedad o conoces a alguien que lo tenga, recuerda, no dejes que ese problema te detenga de hacer cosas, me sentía terrible antes de ir a entrenar, pero en entrenamiento era persona más feliz del mundo, me sentía fatal antes de ir a los torneos de debate, pero al terminar todo valía la pena. Nunca te detengas por ello, pasa sobre ello! Eres lo suficientemente fuerte para poder superarlo y por sobretodo pide ayuda cuando la necesites. No muchos lo entienden, pero espero que se tome más conciencia de los problemas de este tipo, porque no es estar loco o tener un ataque masivo de nervios, es diferente y no deja de ser importante.
Venecia Isabel.

Pd: Me refería a la youtuber zoella.


lunes, 7 de abril de 2014

It's not fair.

Hej venner...

So I'm in the last period of my exchange, I have wanted to  write before, but once I start then I just read it again and in one week all my thought are different, I'm not really sure why.
(correction* 17 years / 11 months)

I know that my time isn't  over yet, and I'm really (almost) hating all the people that is writing on fb that we don't  have much time left, but I'm the kind of person who lives in the future,  I know that's wrong because I have to enjoy the present, but my mind doesn't work that way, I'm always thinking what is going to happen in 2 days or 2 years. 

Why did I name this post "It's not fair"?  Because you work hard for 7 months (aprox) to build a life, to make "friends" , to try to learn the language, to have a family, to be happy, satisfied and then you have only 3 months to enjoy it...That's not fair, and it's less fair when it's not just on you. 
Everyone is always asking me "do you miss Chile? your family or friends?" And I ussually answer that I don't, because is true, I don't. But the big difference is that everything is going to keep the same when I come back, I just came to Denmark for one year, not for a life time, but when I come back to Chile , Denmark It's not going to be the same,  everything it's going to change (I think except from my host family <3 ) and it's not like "oh sure, I'm going on holidays" it is freaking  expensive-far away. So all of that stuff just makes me think that I want to enjoy my last (less than) 3 months here,  enjoy the beautiful people that I have met,my family, Jytte and Johannes that have take care of me and share with me as the best host parents; Laura and Asger that I have enjoy my time near to them , with movies or games;my contact family that even when my time have been good here in Denmark, they have been present in my year and have been part of it;  my classmates that had welcome me as one of them and not just like a classmate, some of them actually make me feel as their friend , and that's is just the best feeling; also my small and  full of nice people town , Ryde, a place where the comunity spirit and all that nice things are bigger that the amount of people who lives there. And at least but not less important , the exchange students who have become a hugh part of my year Babi and Pancho that arrived with me and Anapau, Karli, Nicole, that people is invaluable.

Now I'm asking you, if you live in Denmark...Help to enjoy my last months here and help me to make my experience even better :)

Also I want you to read the lyrics of this song that ...Oh god... Is just perfect for what it is happening with my life now (tak to Anapau because she showed to me)

Here I am waiting, I'll have to leave soon, why am I holding on
We knew this day would come, we knew it all along
How did it come so fast
This is our last night (trhee months), but its late and I'm tryin' not to sleep
Cuz I know, when I wake I will have to slip away

And when the daylight comes I'll have to go
But, tonight I'm gonna hold you so close
Cuz in the daylight, we'll be on our own
But, tonight I need to hold you so close
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa
Here I am staring, at your perfection in my arms; so beautiful.(uuuuy cheeky)
The sky is getting bright, the stars are burnin' out.
Somebody slow it down.
This is way too hard, cuz I know when the sun comes up I will leave
This is my last glance that will soon be memories

And when the daylight comes I'll have to go
But, tonight I'm gonna hold you so close
Cuz in the daylight, we'll be on our own
But, tonight I need to hold you so close
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa
I never want it to stop, because I don't want to start all over, start all over
I was afraid of the dark, but now its all that I want, all that I want, all that I want

And when the daylight comes I'll have to go
But, tonight I'm gonna hold you so close
Cuz in the daylight, we'll be on our own
But, tonight I need to hold you so close



Pd: I'm also really anxious to come back to Chile because new challenges will come. 




jueves, 20 de febrero de 2014

School in Denmark & more

Haloooooooo :)

Well I have been in denmark more than 6 FREAKING months, that means that I've less than the half of my exchange to do 29413040418 things! and one of them is write a bit more in this blog.

Tak&Polite culture: In Denmark is really ussual to thanks for almost everything: Tak for tour, tak for i aften, tak for film, tak , tak , tak and the most important one "tak for mad". I think it's a really nice sign, sometimes I forget to say thank you and it can turns a bit awkward, the other day I gave a candy to a boy and he said  to me "tak" like 4 times, and then I realized that he was waiting for me to say "your welcome", and the truth is that I always forget to say your welcome, I just smile , but here almost anyone forget it, so try to remember it! :). Other situation have relation with the language, in english and in spanish we have the word "please" (por favor på spansk) so ussually I just give and order and then I add "please" at the end, but here the people have a really polite way to ask and answer, they don't ask you "give me the water, please" it's more like "will you, maybe, perhaps, would like, if you don't  mind, give me the water?" ...Well okay, it is just like "will you pass me the water?"  So it's import that you always ask in a really polite way because they don't use the word "please" , not in danish (jeg tænker jeg har hørt "venligst" ...aldrig).

School: I know I wrote about the school in my "100 days" post, but after 100 days more,  I have more experience. first of all some random info (pd: it's not complety right but thats how I  see it)

Chilean school:                                                    Danish school:

Uniform:                                                               Uniform:  X
personal computers:  X                                            Personal computers:  
talking in class:                                                     Talking in class:  X
number of students:  +27                                        Number of students: -30
Change classroom:  X                                             Change classroom:  
close relationship with teachers:                            Close relationshop with teachers:  X
activities after the school in the school:                  Activites after the school in the school:  X
parties with alcohol:  X                                            Parties with alcohol:  
alcohol:                                                               Alcohol:  
showers together:     X                                            Showers together:  
freedom:  X                                                            Freedom:  
call the teachers by their name:  X                           Call the teachers by their name:  
call the teachers "not by their name":                    Call the teachers "not by their name":  X
nursing:                                                               Nursing:  X
technical service:  X                                                Technical service:  

I'm not sure if I like or not the school here in Denmark, is just really different and the school in Chile is what I was used to and what it is "normal" for me, there are thing that I miss from my old school, I miss the relationship that the students have with the assistants in the school (cleaning lady/man) . I used to love that every moring the "aunt" Yasna say Hi to me with a nice  smile at the school gate, or have a nice chat with the uncle José or listen the uncle Enrique sing :) But I really like that here we have more freedon, the student doesn't depend of the parents, like we do in Chile, here if you are not going to the next class, or you are leaving in the middle of the day, you don't have to explain to anyone, if you do something wrong, you have to fix it, not your parents.

My feeling about the school are mixed, I like to be here (right now I'm in the school while I write this) but also sometimes is the place where I feel worst, it depends of your personality, the ones who knows me, know that I like to be in the top of almost everything, I like to participate in almost everything, I like to feel intelligent and I don't like to study, so here sometimes I feel really good, I think I love lunch time when I talk with my classmates and laugh and eat <3 but I hate when I'm in a group trying to work in the class and I just can't, it is the worst feeling for me, sometimes I feel useless or just a weight over the shoulders of my classmates, even when I understand what their are talking about and I have already learn about it in Chile, but translate to english is not always that easy and it is even worst to danish. The important is try to find your own way to fit in the class, always have the best attitud  to help and participate even when you think that you can't :) at least I think that works for me.

Freedom under responsability: (frihed under ansvar) One of the thing that I really appreciate of denmark it's the freedom under responsability, danish people (young people) have lot more freedom that chileans, but they also know how to use it, and that's the big difference, if you give freedom to a Chilean probably it's going to abuse of it and also do something wrong with it (not always), but when you give a danish person the same freedom or more, they know the responsability that they have with it. I'll say that young people here in Denmark is more sexually active, but the number of young mothers is lower than ours, because they understand the responsability that sex has. This is just an example.

random fact: some danish people when turn 18 start to pay to their parent if they live in the house. 

Thank you for reading...I'll come back soon :)


Venecia Isabel






Talking about MYSELF.(200 days)

When I decided to become an exchang student it was for  a lot of reasons, but after being here I learned wich ones are my real motives to be here, to be wath I'm  now, and to risk it all. A big part of this year is about finding myself, understanding myself, knowing myself, technically is the most selfish year of my life because it's about myself, the first thing that a lot of exchange students answer when someone ask them "why ?" is "because I want to learn a new culture"..That was my answerd too, and probably when I don't want to explain I'll say the same thing, but now I think about it and I was really wrong, YES I want to learn a new culture, a new language, but it's not just about that, it's also about yourself, or, well, myself. I've change, I've grow up, and I've feel like the smallest baby in this world, I've been a duck in the ocean (I know what I mean). Sometimes it's hard and others is really easy. I've find happiness and sadness, company and loneniless, words and pure silence, real smiles and fake smiles, I've found all of this just in myself and in my environment. When the duck is in the lagoon, is just a duck, when the duck is in the ocean...What the fuck is doing there?
I read in my last post that I try to don't do some stuff that I used because danish people doesn't, and after talking with one of my classmates  weeks ago I noticed that I was making a hugh mistake, I was stoping to be myself just because I wasn't sure of how my new friends will react, hugh mistake, so now I try to don't stop been me, it's difficult sometimes, because I really don't know how to and I feel so tired of trying, but I'll not quit just because I'm tired, there are soooo many things that I just don't understand. I'm not alone in  this country, the people always ask me "and you came alone to Denmark?" in a way I did, but now, I'm not alone anymore, it happens to me that I have my exchange students friends, but for me they are  Chile, they are a piece of Chile in Denmark, even when they aren't chileans, that's what they mean to me, also I have all the amazing danish people that I've meet, some of them are difficult to get to know, but once that the hugh wall in front of them start to fall everything turns better :)
Sometimes even with all the people that is around me I feel like no one is there, everyone have their own life and maybe I'm invited to go  in, but I'm not there, islike  feeling alone when you are in the middle of a crowd, that's nobody's fault, not even mine, because most of the time I feel surrounded of people who wants to meet me, people asking how am I, and everyones knows that I'm fine or doing it great and it's true, but not everyday it's like that, if I'm in silence and not smiling you can ask, I'll say the truth becuase it's really easy to know when something goes wrong with me, a friend  doesn't treat you like a helpless baby, they treat you like a friend, that you care of, but doesn't feel sorry for them.

To survive in the danish society first of all you have to be pacient, I was used that after 5 minuts talking with someone we will look like best friends, making jokes and laughing really loud, cause I'm a really noisy person, but here it takes time, here you have to give the first step. Ussually I have no filter, wich sometimes is not good, but I think , here, for me, have been really useful, because I have showed to some of them that I don't bite, that I just want them to say "hello!" or "bye" , I'm just asking them for the easist thing, but also to the ones that I feel more "confortable" I will just ask to them for a hug, because here you have to say what you want or need to get it.. Hugh mistakes is wait for the people to realize what do you want when you haven't even open your mouth to ask for it.

I'm happy. I feel that my exchange year have been worth it, the only thing right now that I really want to improve is my danish, now, finally I feel ready to give the big step of talking more danish, or at least trying, it is hard for me, I think it is principally because in Chile we make fun of everything, even more of the mistakes, and I'm afraid of feeling embarrassed, but guess what! Danish people have a really good attitude when you try to learn their language, even if you sound really stupid, they will be happy to correct you or teach you :)

Thank you for reading.

Venecia*Isabel

domingo, 24 de noviembre de 2013

Things happen (115 days)

When you live in another country everyday you learn something new, because it's not just about the language...It's about the whole culture, and sometimes the way to learn the things it's not the easiest..."Shit happens" and also funny stuff. I'm go to write about some stuff that had happend to me in this 115 days, things that I didn't understand or I did "wrong" with some of them I just laugh really hard and with others I wanted to be burried 10 meters on the ground haha! let's see..

Nordic culture vs Latin american culture
There is no winner! just one loser =/ --> Me and my hundreds mistakes haha! so I'll share them with you and also things that just happen in DK (actually in other places too but it'smore interesting to say it that way )or doesn't happen Chile.

Things that just happen in Denmark

Random: When you are at home or someewhere else little and funny stuff can happen to you. As a exchange student answerd the telephone in my house is something that it's NOT going to happen (at least not yet) and here in Denmark I've noticed that when they answer the phone they say "Hej, (their own name)" the problem with that, is that if you do that in Chile it meas that you are looking for someone "hej,______?" it's like your asking if you are talking with a person with that name, so days  ago my sister called me and said "Hi, Laura" so I just answered "No, Venecia" because I thought it was someone else asking for  her, the stupid part was when I realized that was her on the phone...Thank you thank! I know that I'm sooooo clever #sarcasm 


At the dinner the families sit at the table and they put to food in the middle, so then everyone take a bit and they wait for each other so they all together (at least in my beautiful family :D) so it was my brothers (Laura&Asger) birthday and they say that it was time to eat , I saw the plates, and I just sat in the first chair that I saw, but in that place the plate already have food...
Suddenly the cousin of my my brothers was just standing next to me and the uncle said to me that it was her place...OBVIOUSLY! she went to the kitchen and put the food on her plate and the plate on her place and I was on it! hahaha I felt soooo embarrased, I'm just so used that in Chile my mom put the food on the plates and I just have to sit at the table and wait for it or is already there waiting for me(yummi!) . Another issue that I have with the food here is that I don't know when is a dissert or normal food, or what do I have to put on it, etc, I was with my mum and people from our town eating cake and cookies so there was a white cream and I thought "mmm cream let's put a bit on the cake" but then I taste it and it was really bad so I looked at my mum and someone from the town was saying to her that I put the creme on the cake and not in the weird cookies ...#success Venecia #success
Danes also can be really good at trolling you (or me) here almost everyone speak english, and they are really good at it! one day I needed to go to my classmate's house and I didn't know how to get there, so I start to ask to everyone in the street...Suspiciously everyone said "Sorry I don't speak english" with a beautiful accent ... WHAT? SINCE WHEN? thank you! but a nice girl gave to me a map in the trainstation and that map now is my BFF <3
Danes are the masters when we talk about sarcasm, is their kind of humor, and sometimes is something difficult when you actually don't know them, so one day I used my kind of sarcasm when we went into a restaurant and the owner said that if we didn't buy 8 pizzas (we were 8) we can't sit there ( the place was almost empty) so I said to the waiter ..." oh of course I understand, this place is so full of people that you need the table" (it was clear..pure #sarcasm) but the waiter just said with a big smile " yess exactly thank you" ...OKEY.

My Chilean culture is a big part of me..So obviously I have made things that usually a Dane wouldn't do, it's easy to know that I'm not danish ahhah I'm well known in Chile for say hi to all the people in the streets without knowing them or talking with them in the bus (like ..always) so here I try to don't do it that much, but it's part of me. For example, been on the train and ask a man "hey, I'm curious...What does it means? (his tattos)" or dance in the middle of an important street with a poster of "hug an exchange student" and then see one of your classmates and scream and run because I felt sooo embarrased but after I did all the "show" I went to him  to ask for a hug haha #straight to hollywood Venecia!


When you are an exchange student,you come to learn a new culture, but not exactly to make it yours. 
I love Chile, I love my culture, and I love to be latinamerican :) but also I love all the things that I'm learning here.

I think next time I'm going to write a bit about the school :) 











domingo, 10 de noviembre de 2013

100 days.

If you read this I will give you a candy, because it's important for me :)
So, I have been in Denmark the las 100 days, I haven't wrote about it or taken many photos, but I have lived this experience with all that I have, I have had good moments and really bad ones, I have felt alone and loved, I have missed Chile and I have smiled to all the new people that I have met. 
Now this is for the ones who knows me... Danish and Chilean people (also all over the world AFS <3) 

Diferences Between Denmark and Chile 
Not better or worse, just different.

People: Danish people is really shy, you have to talk to them, and also try to don't push too hard because they need their "privacy" or that's what we think. Chilean people doesn't have privacy(not good), we are just a lot of people together, who talk about their problems with their friends or just with an stranger, you always have to take care and remember don't tell your secrets to strangers, and actually to anyone. 

Contact: Physical contact in denmark is almost NOTHING, just shaking hand or a hug with one arm, for me, it's the most difficult part. Chileans are hugging all day or  just "touching" (doesn't sound good, but it's true) sometimes Chileans "touch" each other too much. I think both countries go to the extremes. pd: I need hugs.

Relationships: Here (in DK) is normal call the teachers by their names, call also the parents by their names...WEIRD haha! I can't , it's just that I CAN'T! In Chile the people that is older than you is an authority , so you can't call them like you call your friends, it's normal to call "aunt" or "uncle" to the parents of your friends. For me this have been difficult, I really don't know how to call the people.

Facebook: If Chileans think that they (we) use too much facebook, you haven't lived here! Danish are ALL DAY on facebook (also me) . The problem of Chileans with facebook is that  we have to write everything in the wall of the others persons, we can't use just inbox, it has to be in their wall.

Partys:   The partys in Chile are always like first, "previa" go to a house before the party, drink, dance, talk , play, etc... Second, go to the party and JUST DANCE (sometimes kiss haha), but is not about just drink, is about DANCE :D. Partys here, first, "previa" also, the same thing...Second the party, where actually it's going to a bar (moving constantly ) and get drunk, girls dance, but to make a boy dance it's a bit more difficult, actually they do,but it's not like they are going to you and to your friends and will ask "hey, do you want to dance with me? " NOOOOO! It's not like that.

Boys = Girls:  In Denmark boys and girl are the same, gender equality level god, so gentlemens almost doesn't exist! I GIVE A SH**T ABOUT GENDER EQUALITY! I want my gentlemens ahahah! I can't generalize, because I know some boys that actually are gentlemens. I have to say it, it's better this way at least when we talk about work, money and oportunities, that a man open you the door it's not going to feed you. 

Healthy: Chileans eat SO FREAKING BAD! I didn't know that until I came here, really we so bad, but in Denmark the people care a lot about being healthy, and it's really good, I hope that when I come back to  Chile I remember it....NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP hahah give my chocolate.

Cleaning: The cities in Denmark are so clean and I love it :D

Honesty: Danish people is honest, sometimes for me it sounds a little bit rude, but it's because I'm not use to it, in Chile the people is not really honest, and they will smile to you even when they just want to kick you in the ass. 

Denmark is a beautiful country, when I chose DK  I thought that it was going to be different than Chile, but I never thought that it was going to be SOOOOO diferent. It's more difficult to get to the people, but when you do, you actually can trust in them, I'm happy, I'm glad, because it's not about being the best friend of everyone (that's not going to happen) it's about trying to find one person, just one, who cares about you, and when you do, it's enough :) I know that not everyone it's that lucky, I have a really good class, somedays I almost don't talk,  I can't understand their conversations, but it is just because it's different, and I already understood , I'm happy because even when I don't understand I feel with the confidence enough to just start a conversation and I know that they are going to be really nice and continue with it, also I know that some of them cares about me and that is the best thing ever. Here in Denmark I have learned to appreciated EVERYTHING, I appreciated every laugh, every "hug", every time that someone say "goodmorning" for me it's just amazing, and if you can't appreciated that kind of things, this kind of experience in a country so different than yours it's going to be really difficult...Just enjoy the good things, because you will cry sometimes, and feel alone, but if you enjoy that little moments, and that little things, at the next day you will be able to smile. I'm smiling :) 

Thank you Denmark for everything! I have a beautiful host family, I have learned to love my small town Ryde, and my asooom class 2.b

Don't forget that I'm a latin girl, I just need smiles, hugs, and a nice chat with you danish people, I came to this country because I want to learn about you... So teach me :D 

pd: You can see I'm different, but I have my mind open and I'm ready to learn. 

Thank you for reading.


Venecia Isabel.


domingo, 22 de septiembre de 2013

Si amar es una decisión...

Si amar es una decisión, 
decido escribir,
si buscar la inspiración es en vano,
decido escribir,
si no tengo forma de expresarlo,
decido escribir.

Si eliges no volver,
decido escribir,
pero si un día regresas,
escribiré para ti porque de un modo u otro,
siempre fue así. 

No necesito de letras
no necesito influencias
no necesito una musa
te tengo.
te tuve.
Es suficiente. 

Puedo colmar un libro
rebosar las hojas de un cuaderno
puedo escribir cientos de historias
cuentos y poemas
puedo ser quien tú quieras
sólo dime
no dejes que la tinta seque.

Dime que somos todo
que juntos nos existe el vacío
dime que no me mientes 
miénteme si es necesario 
no necesito verdades
sólo te necesito.