Las pequeñas cosas

A veces, sin saber muy bien por qué, hablas de cosas que habías preferido dejar estar hasta entonces.

También es cierto que si algo he aprendido es que es bueno hablar.

Hay una persona de la que cuanto más conozco, más me sorprendo.

Espero que no llegue el día en que ya no me sorprenda.

Hoy me han dicho que necesito una novia para que me acompañe a comprar.

Claro que también me han llamado otra cosa que prefiero no comentar aquí.

Me voy dando cuenta de que hay persona que necesito que estén a mi lado, espero que sea recíproco.

Aún no he decidido que voy a hacer este fin de semana, cuatro estupendas opciones y no se que hacer.

Y sin embargo otros fines de semana te mueres de asco.

Al final, sumas todas estas pequeñas cosas de cada día y resulta que es tu vida.

 

Lily Allen - Littlest Things

Sometimes I find myself sittin' back and reminiscing
Especially when I have to watch other people kissin'
And I remember when you started callin' me your miss's
All the play fightin', all the flirtatious disses
I'd tell you sad stories about my childhood
I dont why I trusted you but I knew that I could
We'd spend the whole weekend lying in our own dirt
I was just so happy in your boxers and your t-shirt

Dreams, Dreams
Of when we had just started things
Dreams of you and me
It seems, It seems
That I can't shake those memories
I wonder if you have the same dreams too.

The littlest things that take me there
I know it sounds lame but its so true
I know its not right, but it seems unfair
That the things are reminding me of you
Sometimes I wish we could just pretend
Even if for only one weekend
So come on, Tell me
Is this the end?

Drinkin' tea in bed
Watching DVD's
When I discovered all your dirty grotty magazines
You take me out shopping and all we'd buy is trainers
As if we ever needed anything to entertain us
the first time that you introduced me to your friends
and you could tell I was nervous, so you held my hand
when I was feeling down, you made that face you do
no one in the world that could replace you

Dreams, Dreams
Of when we had just started things
Dreams of me and you
It seems, It seems
That I can't shake those memories
I wonder if you feel the same way too

The littlest things that take me there
I know it sounds lame but its so true
I know its not right, but it seems unfair
That the things remind me of you
Sometimes I wish we could just pretend
Even if for only one weekend
So come on, Tell me
Is this the end?