me pregunto

Si había algo ahí. O al final, debajo de los adoquines, solo había alcantarillas.
Si detrás de los ojos abiertos de ilusión, sólo había ilusiones. Me pregunto
si las revoluciones sólo trajeron sangre y lágrimas.

Espero que no.

about friendship

I have always been of independent character. That doesn't mean I do not depend on others. Only that when I do, I try not to impose on them. Except probably my couple, but I do not want to go into that possible flaw of my character now.

What does this mean?. I think friendship is something given freely.
Like open arms or a hug.

I have (and have had) some friends who have told me I was not there for them. But they didn't say that something was happening. I was supposed to poll them at all times to ask them if they were ok. Except I had my own problems. And I would have been there for them at no time. But they have to call me.

I travel for long times and get isolated for one reason or another. If you want me to reach you, you have to ask. I do not give more than I ask for. I will not reproach a friend for not contacting me while I was in a bad shape.
When I need help, I shout.

Y así.

Voy a escribir en un blog aunque me arrepienta :-). No sé muy bien de qué voy a escribir. Seguramente de un poco de todo. Algunas cosas personales y otras no.
Simplemente quiero probar este medio de comunicación y de paso hacer un mini ejercicio de narcisismo online... Ya veremos. De momento, algo de "poesía":

Dile a la noche que deje de gritar tu nombre
Como ecos en los ojos de otras chicas
Tu ausencia como tibiedad en mi lecho
Como un vacío que le priva de brillo a la mañana.

No dije que fuese a ser alegre, ni buena!!!.