moongirl17

What if when you lie
nothing wrong all things right.
What if there’s enough time,
and one reason and a rhyme.

What if he should decide
that He does want me there by His side,
that He’ll be by my side my whole life.
 

What if it wasn’t wrong
and there’s a poem and song.
Got it right when could put it wrong
and you feel that you are not alone.


uuuuuuuuuuuu, that’s right,
let’s take a breath smiling inside
uuuuuuuuuuuu that’s right
how can you know if you don’t even try

Every step that you take
could clean all your ache.
It could bend or it could break
that’s the risk, we don’t hesitate.


what if he should decide
that he does want me there by his side
that he’ll be by my side my whole life?

trait snapshot:

clean, organized, dislikes chaos, semi neat freak, perfectionist, traditional, realist, fits in most places, enjoys managing others, risk averse, good at saving money, prudent, respects authority, high self control, hard working, does not like to stand out, follows the rules, finisher, resilient, takes precautions, cautious, honest, unfamiliar with the dark side of life, practical, dutiful

At this point, in life (18 years since you were born…) you try to guess what will your life will be like by the things that you do, live and go through.

A girl not too far away had engaged her in a backpack adventure of 20 days across Latin America – Brazil, Argentina & Chile – along with 6 other persons a year later of her student exchange. What an interesting story to own; not her nor her friends will forget this too easily or soon.

Another girl in the same town has come back home from her own student exchange happier than when she left, for in her absence she had realized how sweet home is to her. She won’t leave it again that easy she says. Now all the most unique, special and interesting people with which I wanted to share miss her.

But there is a third girl, who writes down what she thinks. She’s wondering where all the travels she wished for are and why those outstanding persons weren’t supposed to be in her way. What she thought her life could be belongs to some other girl today. But she does have a story, and this is how it can be tell...

This last year, she didn’t went to an exchange student, no sir; instead she moved for the 10th and last time of house with her family 500 km away (Manta) from the first house they lived 17 years ago. Plus she graduated as the #1 of her class (home school rocks! Lol) gave an admission test for college and passed!!  Now three years later she comes back to her hometown (Cuenca) where she once started. Her best friend is left behind in the new house and the friend that once saw her go is nowhere anymore. That's her story for now. She just wonders what’s next for her.

Today I’ll make colored paper flowers.

I’ll cut them out one by one in silence.

Then I’ll let them go with the wind.

I’ll throw them fiercely over the sea,

At the memory of your face

I’ll do it repeatedly trying to accept this fate.
(The day of eternity I wait)

                                                                                                                                                                                      In Memory of

Pedro Vintimilla

(1990 - 2007)

                                                                                                                                                                        My best friend

I asked: “where have you been my whole life, Jon Cartwright.”

As I watched a square dispersing a thousand rays of light to my eyes.

I fell freely inside your land

Through a window without a glass.

They weren’t windows; they were frames.

Frames that transported me to an enchanted city too far away,

Every time I spelled your name.

What a wonderful way to lose oneself.

As more as I contemplated them,

I wondered what your thought were or what was in your head.

I felt like if I knew you for a long time

Even when I knew nothing of your mind.

Meet you in a park. Joint you one day in your walk.

It is too much to ask.

There should be nothing further than my land in your head.

We are two strangers with different mind,

 Different eyes, in unknown lands sharing images.

Now, many other names shine on the screen.

Admiration. They all are deservers of it.

The world has plenty of lands still to be seen,

Which have earned my esteem.

Still, you own the first sight that caught my mind.

The admiration of my eyes for your frames will not easily go away.

I’ll always open your page again.

I don’t know who you are or what you really see

But a favor I ask.

Don’t stop shooting. Don’t give up the posting in here.

Never stop to see.

For your work, at the other side of the world, as a thanked dweller, I’ll see.

There are places where you should never go back.
There are places that you should leave just as they are.
There are places where you should remind yourself admire.
There are places where you should stop and sigh.

Places that fasten you with the past.
Places that fit inside your mind.
Places that safe, who you are.

A history, a life, a past.
Run as fast as you can.
For there is one place where you can go back
and find everything exactly as it was.
Your heart.

You will have questions about the future.
doesn't matter how old you are
or how many answered questions you had.
I wish I could live without them.

I want you here tonight but you're not.
Will you be there in the future by my side?
An unanswered future question now i have.

Who you are?

(For my future husband, someday )