<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6197536249132501097</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:01:13.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Absence</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Erick</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6197536249132501097.post-2214309561354153884</id><published>2008-12-27T23:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T23:57:40.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Till'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca11yPPECzU/SVcwanDI7zI/AAAAAAAAAI4/D34vCawOqHc/s1600-h/senza_titolo_by_loba79.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284745921459449650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca11yPPECzU/SVcwanDI7zI/AAAAAAAAAI4/D34vCawOqHc/s320/senza_titolo_by_loba79.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que ha pasado,&lt;br /&gt;Hay tantos bajos y altos&lt;br /&gt;Que no entiendo el por que&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es esperar una reacción de ti&lt;br /&gt;La cual no da señales de vida&lt;br /&gt;Es sentir un cálido viento soplando&lt;br /&gt;Y aparece este frio que envuelve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frio el cual me baja por la espalda&lt;br /&gt;Se lleva todos mis sentidos&lt;br /&gt;Inexplicable al fin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es tanto el querer estar contigo&lt;br /&gt;Que a la vez quiero alejarme de ti&lt;br /&gt;Porque tengo miedo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son tantos los pequeños detalles&lt;br /&gt;Es como un secreto a voces&lt;br /&gt;Que ambos sabemos&lt;br /&gt;Pero no lo decimos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es tanta mi necesidad&lt;br /&gt;Y es que trato de alejar la niebla&lt;br /&gt;Que me cubre, que no me deja ver&lt;br /&gt;Más hacia delante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siempre me he preguntado cuáles son tus intenciones&lt;br /&gt;Y cuáles son mis intenciones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es el límite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y no sé como decírtelo&lt;br /&gt;Como explicártelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me siento tan impotente que doy asco&lt;br /&gt;Tan fácil es decirlo&lt;br /&gt;Pero tan difícil de actuar&lt;br /&gt;Sobre todo cuando quieres algo&lt;br /&gt;Que al parecer no esta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te he imaginado de muchas formas&lt;br /&gt;Y cada vez que estoy contigo&lt;br /&gt;Me decepciono, y me pregunto por qué es así&lt;br /&gt;Y es que me he dado cuenta&lt;br /&gt;De que no estoy enamorado de ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es que me he dado cuenta de que&lt;br /&gt;Me he enamorado de una fantasía&lt;br /&gt;De un ser que en realidad solo ha&lt;br /&gt;Existido en mi mente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De donde solo tú has sido el molde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo siento...&lt;br /&gt;No era mi intención...&lt;br /&gt;De verdad,&lt;br /&gt;Lo siento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6197536249132501097-2214309561354153884?l=justabsence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/feeds/2214309561354153884/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6197536249132501097&amp;postID=2214309561354153884&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/2214309561354153884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/2214309561354153884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/2008/12/till.html' title='Till&apos;'/><author><name>Erick</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca11yPPECzU/SVcwanDI7zI/AAAAAAAAAI4/D34vCawOqHc/s72-c/senza_titolo_by_loba79.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6197536249132501097.post-8915034415508376369</id><published>2008-10-05T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T20:21:58.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca11yPPECzU/SOmEPUZgSqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/kgJMpx4KfCQ/s1600-h/sea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253875839012981410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca11yPPECzU/SOmEPUZgSqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/kgJMpx4KfCQ/s320/sea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca11yPPECzU/SOmEHxA9EQI/AAAAAAAAAHM/EnhvvxUj-bA/s1600-h/sea.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuántas veces me he sentido solo,&lt;br /&gt;esperando a que vuelvas&lt;br /&gt;a que no me dejes&lt;br /&gt;todo este sentimiento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todo ha cambiado&lt;br /&gt;frente a mis ojos&lt;br /&gt;y no lo he visto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuando es de noche ...&lt;br /&gt;y todo es frio...&lt;br /&gt;lo único que me consuela es&lt;br /&gt;volver a verte algún día...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;volver a sentirte&lt;br /&gt;mi esperanza&lt;br /&gt;de que volverás a sonreír&lt;br /&gt;y yo poder verlo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es que quiero que seas feliz&lt;br /&gt;de que no te sientas sola&lt;br /&gt;de que no importa lo que pase conmigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de que te cuidare&lt;br /&gt;de que te quiero&lt;br /&gt;aunque no lo demuestre&lt;br /&gt;no sabes lo difícil que es&lt;br /&gt;para mi demostrártelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de que no se qué decirte&lt;br /&gt;cuando te hablo&lt;br /&gt;cuando te miro&lt;br /&gt;es como si me volviera mudo&lt;br /&gt;sin sentimientos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so wasted...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6197536249132501097-8915034415508376369?l=justabsence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/feeds/8915034415508376369/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6197536249132501097&amp;postID=8915034415508376369&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/8915034415508376369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/8915034415508376369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/2008/10/falling.html' title='Falling'/><author><name>Erick</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ca11yPPECzU/SOmEPUZgSqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/kgJMpx4KfCQ/s72-c/sea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6197536249132501097.post-5590926150933282437</id><published>2008-08-09T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T22:23:10.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Essential</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca11yPPECzU/SJ567IwnSyI/AAAAAAAAADI/QmSBL6YYPao/s1600-h/Drops_by_abhinavsah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232754973433350946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca11yPPECzU/SJ567IwnSyI/AAAAAAAAADI/QmSBL6YYPao/s320/Drops_by_abhinavsah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como quisiera...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Observarte...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sentirte...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tocarte...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abrazarte...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besarte...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qué es lo que haces...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;es increible...&lt;br /&gt;Es tan extraño&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tan sutil...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Envolverme en ti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;como algo magico,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;algo tan dificil explicar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es dificil de expresar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;como quisiera...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6197536249132501097-5590926150933282437?l=justabsence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/feeds/5590926150933282437/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6197536249132501097&amp;postID=5590926150933282437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/5590926150933282437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/5590926150933282437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/2008/08/essential.html' title='Essential'/><author><name>Erick</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ca11yPPECzU/SJ567IwnSyI/AAAAAAAAADI/QmSBL6YYPao/s72-c/Drops_by_abhinavsah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6197536249132501097.post-2477409887189834843</id><published>2008-08-01T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T13:04:36.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Need</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/SJPnyn18ihI/AAAAAAAAADA/2Qj_WIA2-UI/s1600-h/Fuzzy_Thing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229778449182001682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/SJPnyn18ihI/AAAAAAAAADA/2Qj_WIA2-UI/s320/Fuzzy_Thing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Es tanta la confusión&lt;br /&gt;Es tanto el mártir&lt;br /&gt;Es tanto lo pensado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y no lo comprendo todavía,&lt;br /&gt;Es que no entiendo&lt;br /&gt;El porqué de lo que pasa&lt;br /&gt;Es tan extraño lo que se siente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es la necesidad de estar contigo&lt;br /&gt;Y la necesidad de alejarme de ti&lt;br /&gt;Es esta ambigüedad que me arrasa...&lt;br /&gt;Ambigüedad que anula todo lo que hay en mí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es que a la vez te necesito&lt;br /&gt;Pero a la vez me haces más daño...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos los problemas,&lt;br /&gt;Todas las preocupaciones desaparecen&lt;br /&gt;Cuando estoy contigo&lt;br /&gt;Pero otras vuelven a mi cabeza...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por qué debo sentirme así...&lt;br /&gt;Solo necesito que se vaya&lt;br /&gt;Este sentimiento que poseo dentro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es que por que empiezo a extrañarte,&lt;br /&gt;Si no te tengo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que gritar,&lt;br /&gt;Si no me escuchas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para que mirarte,&lt;br /&gt;Si yo no te veo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si siquiera estas aquí,&lt;br /&gt;Sin saber cuánto te necesito&lt;br /&gt;Me llevas al suelo cada vez que me levanto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque estoy afuera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque intento entrar...&lt;br /&gt;Porque estoy de esta forma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque estas del otro lado...&lt;br /&gt;Porque intento desesperadamente entrar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque al final de todo esto,&lt;br /&gt;Yo te necesito,&lt;br /&gt;De tu esencia&lt;br /&gt;De tu mirada&lt;br /&gt;De tu sonrisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Necesito de ti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque te quiero...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6197536249132501097-2477409887189834843?l=justabsence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/feeds/2477409887189834843/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6197536249132501097&amp;postID=2477409887189834843&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/2477409887189834843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/2477409887189834843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/2008/08/need.html' title='Need'/><author><name>Erick</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/SJPnyn18ihI/AAAAAAAAADA/2Qj_WIA2-UI/s72-c/Fuzzy_Thing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6197536249132501097.post-1579478004592052786</id><published>2008-07-07T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T21:19:27.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Could</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/SHLqkm59xWI/AAAAAAAAACM/sQkzBuPbDEM/s1600-h/she_sang_beyond_the_genius_by_equivoque.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220492832715687266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/SHLqkm59xWI/AAAAAAAAACM/sQkzBuPbDEM/s320/she_sang_beyond_the_genius_by_equivoque.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si pudiera tener lo que quisiera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no quisiera prendas,&lt;br /&gt;no quisiera lujos,&lt;br /&gt;tampoco ser el mas inteligente&lt;br /&gt;ni el mas atractivo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;solamente estar en un lugar tranquilo,&lt;br /&gt;un espacio lejos de todo,&lt;br /&gt;ver el verde de la pradera,&lt;br /&gt;escuchar el silencio de la brisa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quiero que este ahi tambien,conmigo,&lt;br /&gt;a mi lado&lt;br /&gt;que me abrazaras...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que tu mirada brille de felicidad&lt;br /&gt;que tu sonrisa ilumine todo el sendero&lt;br /&gt;que las flores sientan celos por tu belleza&lt;br /&gt;que el aire desee freneticamente el aroma de tu pelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abrazarte,&lt;br /&gt;que consuelo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pediria que siempre pudiera hacerlo,&lt;br /&gt;siempre estar ahi para ti&lt;br /&gt;pediria que nunca te dejara sola&lt;br /&gt;de que nunca te sintieras asi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;demostrate lo bello de la vida...&lt;br /&gt;si pudiera tener lo que quisiera...&lt;br /&gt;quisera fotografiarte en un instante y hacer de esa foto un recuerdo que se impregne en mi memoria por un tiempo infinito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de que no te faltara nada,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quisiera que seas feliz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eso me haria feliz a mi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desearia que este escrito fuera realidad....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6197536249132501097-1579478004592052786?l=justabsence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/feeds/1579478004592052786/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6197536249132501097&amp;postID=1579478004592052786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/1579478004592052786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/1579478004592052786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/2008/07/if-i-could.html' title='If I Could'/><author><name>Erick</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/SHLqkm59xWI/AAAAAAAAACM/sQkzBuPbDEM/s72-c/she_sang_beyond_the_genius_by_equivoque.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6197536249132501097.post-7018018676925736739</id><published>2008-04-13T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T19:18:54.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/SAK8-U4oQeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/hSAux-V7Nnk/s1600-h/A_Love_for_the_Arts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188917499628372450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/SAK8-U4oQeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/hSAux-V7Nnk/s320/A_Love_for_the_Arts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Es como una gota en una hoja&lt;br /&gt;la cual no se deja caer&lt;br /&gt;es tan inusual, extraño&lt;br /&gt;pero a la vez lindo&lt;br /&gt;tierno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es un sentimiento,&lt;br /&gt;sentimiento eh,&lt;br /&gt;inexplicable&lt;br /&gt;que me envuelve...&lt;br /&gt;quiero volver a sentirlo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todo se basa en esa palabra,&lt;br /&gt;volver...&lt;br /&gt;a algo que ya lo he sentido&lt;br /&gt;algo que he vivido&lt;br /&gt;algo que ya no está presente&lt;br /&gt;pero que se tiene la esperanza de que volverá&lt;br /&gt;de que volverá a ocurrir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no es algo vano&lt;br /&gt;sino que llena&lt;br /&gt;que se necesita para poder seguir&lt;br /&gt;seguir adelante...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si no lo tienes,&lt;br /&gt;lo que te hace seguir es&lt;br /&gt;la esperanza, el deseo&lt;br /&gt;de tenerlo&lt;br /&gt;no sabes que es, pero sigues...&lt;br /&gt;hasta el cansancio...&lt;br /&gt;y te deja sin aliento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y si lo tienes, te sientes feliz&lt;br /&gt;se te nota en tu cuerpo, lo transmites,&lt;br /&gt;sonríes hasta más no poder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es más que un sentimiento&lt;br /&gt;es todo un conjunto de cosas&lt;br /&gt;y te das cuenta de que en esta vida&lt;br /&gt;si puedes ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;invencible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se feliz&lt;br /&gt;y si sientes que no puedes,&lt;br /&gt;no ha de que preocuparse,&lt;br /&gt;créeme...&lt;br /&gt;todavía hay esperanza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenlo...&lt;br /&gt;por seguro&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6197536249132501097-7018018676925736739?l=justabsence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/feeds/7018018676925736739/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6197536249132501097&amp;postID=7018018676925736739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/7018018676925736739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/7018018676925736739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/2008/04/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>Erick</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/SAK8-U4oQeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/hSAux-V7Nnk/s72-c/A_Love_for_the_Arts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6197536249132501097.post-3591795343624241865</id><published>2008-03-27T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T20:45:56.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/R-xkXwm6olI/AAAAAAAAABw/0FgRxB-rnBI/s1600-h/Beautiful.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182627630544495186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/R-xkXwm6olI/AAAAAAAAABw/0FgRxB-rnBI/s320/Beautiful.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bella... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eso es lo que pienso de ti, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;en la playa tu y yo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;viendo como el viento te acaricia tu cabello&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y yo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yo celoso de él, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;el quién en ese lugar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;en ese momento, quiero ser él...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y decirte que eres especial para mi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de que no estas en ninguna lista...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que eres el centro de toda mi atención&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quiero que lo sientas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quiero que sientas que eres especial&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;única...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De lo bella que eres&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;por fuera...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;por dentro...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caminar contigo en la arena,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;el verte caminar, mirar, tu respirar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quiero que veas que me envuelves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que me atontas sin que te des cuenta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Robarte un beso y que aceptes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de que sigas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de que sientas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;déjate llevar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No digas no, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No digas nada...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;solamente dejame hacer que te sientas cómoda,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;segura...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acariciar tu cuello &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y seguir...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hasta que caigamos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y nos llenemos el uno del otro...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De que eres mi chica favorita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quiero que sepas que para mi eres verdaderamente especial&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;¿Qué es lo que me atrae?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No lo sé...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y es probable que tu tampoco lo hagas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Un beso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6197536249132501097-3591795343624241865?l=justabsence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/feeds/3591795343624241865/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6197536249132501097&amp;postID=3591795343624241865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/3591795343624241865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/3591795343624241865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/2008/03/bella.html' title='Beautiful'/><author><name>Erick</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/R-xkXwm6olI/AAAAAAAAABw/0FgRxB-rnBI/s72-c/Beautiful.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6197536249132501097.post-8709710035865608564</id><published>2008-03-12T20:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T20:25:45.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anxious</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/R9ibkcGZzsI/AAAAAAAAABo/knVhEm70RtQ/s1600-h/Anxious.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177058821983030978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/R9ibkcGZzsI/AAAAAAAAABo/knVhEm70RtQ/s400/Anxious.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ansioso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De tenerte,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de que cada ves que te tengo en frente, dejar de mirarte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;para no provocarme a besarte...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De abrazarte,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y apretarte tan fuerte, para que sientas lo mismo que yo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De escucharte,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oír tu voz que susurra en armonía con el viento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;esa dulce voz que oigo cada vez que me acuerdo de ti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De dejar de soñar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y hacer que se haga realidad,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dejar de pensar que solo pasa en mi mente...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De solo observarte,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sin que sepas que lo hago, para no alterar tu forma natural de ser,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;esa forma tan inusual de ser...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;De que sepas que esto es para tí...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de que sientas que esto es tan real como la arena del desierto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de sepas donde está el amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que ya no se te olvide, nunca más...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De que veas que eres lo mas bello para mí...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te quiero... mucho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6197536249132501097-8709710035865608564?l=justabsence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/feeds/8709710035865608564/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6197536249132501097&amp;postID=8709710035865608564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/8709710035865608564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/8709710035865608564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/2008/03/anxious.html' title='Anxious'/><author><name>Erick</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/R9ibkcGZzsI/AAAAAAAAABo/knVhEm70RtQ/s72-c/Anxious.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6197536249132501097.post-7259058314186994859</id><published>2008-03-02T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T20:15:00.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/R8t56hLE3YI/AAAAAAAAABg/KcZF9ptvtes/s1600-h/one_rainy_Amsterdam_night_by_Mongibello.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173362643209346434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/R8t56hLE3YI/AAAAAAAAABg/KcZF9ptvtes/s400/one_rainy_Amsterdam_night_by_Mongibello.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miro al cielo estrellado y me pregunto&lt;br /&gt;cuando te darás cuenta,&lt;br /&gt;cuando sabrás lo que siento por ti...&lt;br /&gt;deseando verte, de nuevo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se que sentado en esta noche no lograre nada&lt;br /&gt;sino solamente recordar tu rostro...&lt;br /&gt;cierro mis ojos,&lt;br /&gt;y siento como el viento suave susurra  y me acaricia la cara&lt;br /&gt;me dejo llevar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo quise ser aquel,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;el de tu primer beso&lt;br /&gt;aquel el cual siempre tendrás en cuenta&lt;br /&gt;aquel el quien pensaras al despertar en las mañanas&lt;br /&gt;el que te motive seguir adelante...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acostarme en un campo lleno de verde contigo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;abrazarte...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abro mis ojos&lt;br /&gt;y veo que que te acercas, ya es tarde,&lt;br /&gt;tengo que llevarte a tu casa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camino a tu lado y me hablas&lt;br /&gt;y yo solo te miro y admiro tu belleza&lt;br /&gt;esa la cual no todo el mundo nota, pero yo sí...&lt;br /&gt;notas lo que está pasando&lt;br /&gt;y me sonrojo, miro hacia delante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hemos llegado, llegado al punto mas triste de esta historia&lt;br /&gt;el punto en que te tengo que dejar&lt;br /&gt;el cual ya no estaré caminando a tu lado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entras y me dices adiós con un suave beso en la mejilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigo y me siento a pensar por un momento,&lt;br /&gt;y no puedo dejar de pensar en ti a cada hora&lt;br /&gt;cada minuto,&lt;br /&gt;cada segundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que lindo es solamente sentirse enamorado&lt;br /&gt;y seria mas si lo supieras,&lt;br /&gt;y mucho mas que tu sientas lo mismo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6197536249132501097-7259058314186994859?l=justabsence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/feeds/7259058314186994859/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6197536249132501097&amp;postID=7259058314186994859&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/7259058314186994859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/7259058314186994859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/2008/03/beautiful-things.html' title='Beautiful Things'/><author><name>Erick</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/R8t56hLE3YI/AAAAAAAAABg/KcZF9ptvtes/s72-c/one_rainy_Amsterdam_night_by_Mongibello.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6197536249132501097.post-4516797475174900103</id><published>2008-02-21T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T19:30:38.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/R74_zSFWrvI/AAAAAAAAABY/UaKq9Vw4X8Y/s1600-h/We__ll_be_Together_by_ZephonSoul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169639572528082674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/R74_zSFWrvI/AAAAAAAAABY/UaKq9Vw4X8Y/s400/We__ll_be_Together_by_ZephonSoul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/R74_kCFWruI/AAAAAAAAABQ/V2AReS-xGwM/s1600-h/We__ll_be_Together_by_ZephonSoul.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just wanted to give you a hug...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a hug that makes you feel good,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that denote what i'm feeling about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and to clear this anger and confusion inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just... wanted to see you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just to be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6197536249132501097-4516797475174900103?l=justabsence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/feeds/4516797475174900103/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6197536249132501097&amp;postID=4516797475174900103&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/4516797475174900103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/4516797475174900103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/2008/02/lonely.html' title='Lonely'/><author><name>Erick</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/R74_zSFWrvI/AAAAAAAAABY/UaKq9Vw4X8Y/s72-c/We__ll_be_Together_by_ZephonSoul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6197536249132501097.post-5041832732727276420</id><published>2008-02-19T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T19:31:07.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Umbrella</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/R7ug9iFWrtI/AAAAAAAAABE/QyyudslCZi0/s1600-h/umbrella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168901976319504082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/R7ug9iFWrtI/AAAAAAAAABE/QyyudslCZi0/s320/umbrella.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/R7uglSFWrsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/7Eqvu9dWoPc/s1600-h/umbrella.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estar contigo es ser diferente&lt;br /&gt;verte... solamente verte...&lt;br /&gt;acariciar tu pelo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que te sientas segura conmigo&lt;br /&gt;que me digas como te sientes&lt;br /&gt;que te expreses hacia mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La forma en que me abrazas&lt;br /&gt;en que me tomas en cuenta&lt;br /&gt;en que te ries&lt;br /&gt;eres tan preciosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hacerte reir&lt;br /&gt;hacer que te sientas bien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no imaginas cuanto te aprecio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;te quiero...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Que eres mi niña&lt;br /&gt;aunque el tiempo no lo considere,&lt;br /&gt;siempre quiero estar contigo&lt;br /&gt;y nunca dejarte sola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuenta conmigo para todo&lt;br /&gt;sabes, que estaré ahí, para tí...&lt;br /&gt;por tí...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6197536249132501097-5041832732727276420?l=justabsence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/feeds/5041832732727276420/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6197536249132501097&amp;postID=5041832732727276420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/5041832732727276420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/5041832732727276420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/2008/02/umbrella.html' title='Umbrella'/><author><name>Erick</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/R7ug9iFWrtI/AAAAAAAAABE/QyyudslCZi0/s72-c/umbrella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6197536249132501097.post-7543631936391708200</id><published>2008-02-18T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T19:32:08.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shooting Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/R7pJKyFWrrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/pSpBXwZjdTE/s1600-h/Shooting_Star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168523971952815794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/R7pJKyFWrrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/pSpBXwZjdTE/s320/Shooting_Star.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De qué vale, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no sonríes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no miras, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no sientes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Es como aquel principe azul, el cual ahora se ha vuelto un viejo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sin esperanza, con su traje gris ya desgarrado por el tiempo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;esperando a si se decide ir por su amada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;la cual estará con otro personaje,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;la cual ya no estará...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sus ojos tristes miran a la nada,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;su barba estrepitosamente cortada y afilada,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sus manos cargadas con una rosa ya marchita por el paso de los años&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no se ha dado cuenta de todo tiempo que ha perdido...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No posee esperanza alguna,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;¿Cúal es su proposito en esta vida?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pongo fija mi mirada hacia el,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pero en su ser no guarda respuesta alguna, no para mí...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no ahora...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;El viejo se desvanece como arena al momento de yo tratar de tocarle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;observo un borroso reflejo en un charco,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;observo a un triste viejo, con su traje gris y flor marchita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;llueve...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Llueve en un día gris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aprieto la flor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;para la princesa que nunca fui a rescatar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;para la princesa que ya no está...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mis ojos miran a lo que algún día fue una esperanza,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mi traje lucha por conservar su tono...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ya no es mas que un recuerdo vano de lo que era&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Una intención sin fruto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sin derecho a vivir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;algo que ha muerto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;y me siento, y ya he perdido la mirada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;es como perdido en algun lado lejos de ahí&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;esperando a decidirme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pero ella está con otra persona,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ella ya no está...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6197536249132501097-7543631936391708200?l=justabsence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/feeds/7543631936391708200/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6197536249132501097&amp;postID=7543631936391708200&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/7543631936391708200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/7543631936391708200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/2008/02/shooting-star.html' title='Shooting Star'/><author><name>Erick</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/R7pJKyFWrrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/pSpBXwZjdTE/s72-c/Shooting_Star.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6197536249132501097.post-8580804509529300084</id><published>2008-01-14T12:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T12:24:18.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/R4vDlsysPAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/cOxquW6tBd4/s1600-h/night.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155429250902014978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/R4vDlsysPAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/cOxquW6tBd4/s320/night.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Te veo…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero acercarme, pero hay algo que me dice que no…&lt;br /&gt;Es como un impulso contrario al que hace un momento sentía, Mi ser trata de huir, pero me quedo y avanzo hacia donde estás, mientras mas me acerco, más me enredo en ti es algo adictivo, algo que no se puede explicar, que yo no puedo explicar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es extraño, pero me gusta, quiero seguir, ya no importa nada, estoy metido en esto y ahora tengo que terminar, por tu bien, por nuestro bien. Pero hay algo que me dice que me aleje... ya cállate! quiero seguir, ya no puedo echar atrás... si quiera lo puedo intentar.Estoy muy cerca de ti, tu olor me envuelve, tu sonrisa, como explicártelo, es tan difícil siquiera hablar en este momento solo me quedo mirándote y esperando. Esperando a oír tu voz... de nuevo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, No puedo, ya es bastante, ya alejarme se ha convertido en algo de supervivencia... salgo afuera a tomar aire fresco, muy a prisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú también sales...&lt;br /&gt;No me lo explico y me pregunto el por qué...&lt;br /&gt;Por qué saliste...&lt;br /&gt;Ya sofocado no puedo mantenerme en pié, caigo, la sensación es tan fuerte...&lt;br /&gt;Me miras y solo sonrío y de mi aliento sale: estoy medio cansado, ya empapado...&lt;br /&gt;Pero no sabes de qué... eso pienso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y sonrío de nuevo, descanso, estoy listo de nuevo para la descarga, ahora ya no volveré a salir, me ahogaré en ti, en tu ser, dentro de ti...&lt;br /&gt;Pasa un tiempo, ya esto es demasiado, te agarro de la mano, salgo contigo y te llevo donde nadie nos vea, te dije todo con la mirada y no me rechazaste... me acerco y nos besamos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como nadie lo ha hecho nunca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es todo una mezcla de sentimientos muy fuerte. Y lo aceptas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te dejas envolver y te envuelvo en mí y yo en ti...&lt;br /&gt;Ha pasado un tiempo...&lt;br /&gt;Pero quieres más y yo también...&lt;br /&gt;Te llevo a la casa desenfrenado...&lt;br /&gt;Entonces...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despierto. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;_____________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Esta es la version revisada de un post que escribi el 15 de Enero del 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6197536249132501097-8580804509529300084?l=justabsence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/feeds/8580804509529300084/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6197536249132501097&amp;postID=8580804509529300084&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/8580804509529300084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/8580804509529300084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/2008/01/night.html' title='Night'/><author><name>Erick</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/R4vDlsysPAI/AAAAAAAAAAs/cOxquW6tBd4/s72-c/night.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6197536249132501097.post-3485372515116085044</id><published>2008-01-12T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T20:52:13.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/R4lSQcysO9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/648tK4Tl0dE/s1600-h/always.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154741691062434770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/R4lSQcysO9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/648tK4Tl0dE/s320/always.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always been there, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;waiting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Far apart, i am so far apart, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just trying what say to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to make you happy or simply smile,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;always hoping, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;always flying away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;were nobody can tell me anything about you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6197536249132501097-3485372515116085044?l=justabsence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/feeds/3485372515116085044/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6197536249132501097&amp;postID=3485372515116085044&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/3485372515116085044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/3485372515116085044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/2008/01/always.html' title='Always'/><author><name>Erick</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/R4lSQcysO9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/648tK4Tl0dE/s72-c/always.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6197536249132501097.post-70001396139324877</id><published>2008-01-08T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T20:37:28.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desire</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153327169353300930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="187" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/R4RLwcysO8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_qCuj4027pk/s320/blu.bmp" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me gustaria tenerte entre mis brazos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;apretarte suavemente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sentir el oleaje de tu pelo acercase a mi rostro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Con tu perfume que me hipnotiza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sentir que te tengo, que no te iras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sentir lo que vales para mí,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lo que valgo para ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sentir que estarás para mí...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentir que me levantaras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sentir que me envuelvo en tí&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sentir que no tengo miedo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solos tu y yo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;El mundo pasando y tu estando solo conmigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sentirme lleno de tu amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Que nada pasara si estamos juntos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sentir que no tengo miedo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentir que cuando me levantare estaré junto a ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;y bajo la lluvia abrazarte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Acurrucarme en tí&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;y tú en mí&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quiero tener ese sentido egoista de tenerte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aquel sentir de que solo serás para mí, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quiero sentirme feliz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contigo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;a tu lado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;solos tu y yo, nadie más...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6197536249132501097-70001396139324877?l=justabsence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/feeds/70001396139324877/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6197536249132501097&amp;postID=70001396139324877&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/70001396139324877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/70001396139324877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/2008/01/desire.html' title='Desire'/><author><name>Erick</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ca11yPPECzU/R4RLwcysO8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/_qCuj4027pk/s72-c/blu.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6197536249132501097.post-9189749570115080599</id><published>2007-10-26T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T22:55:23.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not now</title><content type='html'>Cosas que pasan...&lt;br /&gt;Amigos que se van&lt;br /&gt;Cosas que no,&lt;br /&gt;y Amigos que se quedan&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El susurro del silencio soplando suavemente a mi oreja&lt;br /&gt;entregandome todo su acogimiento,&lt;br /&gt;mi miranda fija en la nada&lt;br /&gt;pensando en lo que no existe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camino en mis propios senderos&lt;br /&gt;levanto mi vista desganada&lt;br /&gt;y veo a un ser...&lt;br /&gt;mirandome fijamente&lt;br /&gt;varado, quieto, encadenado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se mueve, no lo necesita, no quiere&lt;br /&gt;levanta la cabeza hacia mi, con sus ojos muertos&lt;br /&gt;yo deseando de que él me pida ayuda, pero no encuentro respuesta&lt;br /&gt;me acerco, pero no me presta atencion&lt;br /&gt;sus ojos grises se fijan en mi pero no lo hacen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desaparece y me encuentro solo,&lt;br /&gt;en la nada, en donde no se si existo&lt;br /&gt;donde no puedo sentir, oir ni ver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En un mundo donde yo solo soy el espectador&lt;br /&gt;de mi propia historia&lt;br /&gt;en un lugar donde no marco la diferencia&lt;br /&gt;ocultandome en las sombras, queriendo gritar&lt;br /&gt;pero no puedo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y bajo mi vista,&lt;br /&gt;Viéndome encadenado, con ojos grises, y mirando a la nada.&lt;br /&gt;y desaparezco&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6197536249132501097-9189749570115080599?l=justabsence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/feeds/9189749570115080599/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6197536249132501097&amp;postID=9189749570115080599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/9189749570115080599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/9189749570115080599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/2007/10/not-now.html' title='Not now'/><author><name>Erick</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6197536249132501097.post-6155178871366050189</id><published>2007-09-07T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T10:57:02.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changed</title><content type='html'>She's different now, I used to go to her home almost daily, when suddenly I stoped, until that I've been like two or three times in that house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was an innocent, she did not like me, she either, time have passed now... she has grown now she looks different to me, I don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Maybe I've changed too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I really don't know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Damn...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6197536249132501097-6155178871366050189?l=justabsence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/feeds/6155178871366050189/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6197536249132501097&amp;postID=6155178871366050189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/6155178871366050189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/6155178871366050189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/2007/09/changed.html' title='Changed'/><author><name>Erick</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6197536249132501097.post-3088398262307787371</id><published>2007-09-03T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T21:00:55.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indifference</title><content type='html'>I was late, turned mute the cellphone, and got into the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to pay attetion, I really did, but not enough time to look to my back, then she was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"She's a girl who &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I met in the first semester"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was really surprised, because the last person who I thought that could be in that class was her. She looked me and get surprised too, I remember things from the last year, I remembered it was cool, Then I turned to the again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I looked back again, then our sights got crossed again I smiled the she did it too,I can't deny that she liked me before, she's cute and intelligent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then her boyfriend got into the classroom, yeah what I could be thinking, they was still togheter, I knew once they broke up but I didn't realize that they could be still together, Wait i'm lying, they became boyfriends again but I really got into another world... the class ended, everybody was getting out, like a baby, hoping for she at least say goodbye, I could be cool with it, but she only got away, even saw me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;And there was me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The classroom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;And all the indiference that can be done to a person in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6197536249132501097-3088398262307787371?l=justabsence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/feeds/3088398262307787371/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6197536249132501097&amp;postID=3088398262307787371&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/3088398262307787371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/3088398262307787371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/2007/09/indifference.html' title='Indifference'/><author><name>Erick</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6197536249132501097.post-2408952622871696524</id><published>2007-09-02T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T15:39:34.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Absence...</title><content type='html'>Why I can't see you as I met you, since the first time I saw you. everything has gone away, each moment, there's nothing left. And I'm still here, doing what I don't know, What I don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say I hope you be happy... I just want to believe that by you being happy, I would be happy too... but that's just lying myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I miss those moments, that I though it was only you and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Those that never existed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I really miss them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6197536249132501097-2408952622871696524?l=justabsence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/feeds/2408952622871696524/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6197536249132501097&amp;postID=2408952622871696524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/2408952622871696524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6197536249132501097/posts/default/2408952622871696524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justabsence.blogspot.com/2007/09/just-absence.html' title='Just Absence...'/><author><name>Erick</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
