Sunflowers aren't for everyone [en pausa]

El amor es una mierda sabor a miel

Recently, I had an activity in which I had to try to talk for about 2 minutes straight about LOVE and what does it mean to me. And over there I had no idea what to say but now, after thinking about it, it can only be a shit flavored as honey.

Sin mentiras ni rodeos, el amor te hace una peor persona. No importa que tanto ames a un individuo ni cuantos cambios harías en tu vida por ese alguien "especial": el amor es un arma de doble filo, es la tormenta que destruye ciudades completas y las manos que las levantan de nuevo, es Hiroshima y la bomba atómica,  el calentamiento global y la tierra. Y sobre todo, es ese algo que rompe tu corazón en 1000 pedazos y aquello que te impulsa a levantar los 999 que quedan en el suelo.

It doesn't matter what I try to do to make it turn me into a good person, the evilness follows me and it's called as you, my dear. When I fall for someone I become selfish, hateful, extraordinarily jealous, insecure, unreasonable, sensitive, angry, aggressive, and a bunch more of things that make me become the worst version of myself just because I get blind thanks to an emotion that's supposed to be beautiful.

Y otra vez, no importa que tanto finjas ignorar el sentimiento: si no te conociera me podrías mentir y decirme que el afecto es dirigido hacia esa persona pero tú y yo sabemos bien que, en realidad, estás enamorado del amor. Adoras sentirte en las nubes, ver el mundo de colores, sentir mariposas en el estómago y...evadir la soledad con un poco de convivencia con alguien que apenas soportas. 

And I don't want all of that, I want more. I decided that I need to be free, that I shouldn't be with someone to whom I give more problems than happiness, that I needed to first look at myself and start thinking about me as a priority, not as the second option I always thought I was. And maybe I won't love myself today or tomorrow, but it can happen and when it does I hope that you'll be my side. Because it doesn't matter how much I hate love, I fell for you, not for this feeling. 

<<Hnny Rg>>

Este es un proyecto en proceso de creación. Cosas se sumarán, cosas se eliminarán y cosas se mantendrán, pero mantendré el título. Creo que no puedo definir mejor al amor que así.