La pregunta retórica del día es...

¿La soledad es mas soportable, e inclusive para algunos placentera, estando solos?

Días como hoy me pregunto...

Estaré yo en tus sueños, en tus pensamientos, en tus recuerdos, en algún instante de vacilación cuando te tomás ese café de la mañana de un domingo cualquiera, cuando leés una novela de desencuentros, de amores imposibles, cuando besás a otro, cuando dormís abrazado, cuando tu mirada se queda perdida viendo el atardecer...de la manera que me sucede a mi?
¿Será importante? Recuerdos sin salida, sin principio, sin fin, sin pies ni cabeza.

Reggea Blue.

Blue is the color don't you see my eyes?
it paints my life as you step by,
the words you said, silence i kept

Blue on my window as the rain fall down,
blue are my sheets and its memories
can't get rid of them, can't take your smell

Just blue...since the day you left me,
i'm blue, my heart seems big but is still this empty room
inside painted blue, sitting on the ground, memories
broken memories of you.

Summer is here, all the flowers in bloom,
everything seems better, i'm still blue
staring at the moon, the stars fades out, the sun is here
a new day has come so i can get fresh air,
the night was long in my bed alon,
i wanna end with this, i'm tired of all the things that gets me


Just blue...since the day you left me,
i'm blue, my heart seems big but is still this empty room
inside painted blue, sitting on the ground, memories
but i'm gettin' to my roof, seen night passing by
staring at the moon, the stars fades out,
the sun is here for you.