No te enamores de mí — Cori García | Locución: Cía.

Even though my subconscious yearns for love, I will run from it. And it's possible that some of the times you look at me and your eyes sparkle, I might think that maybe it's you. I've searched for the love of my life in millions of strangers' eyes. And if you're listening to this, it's because I still haven't found it. I don't believe that love is something to try with just any physical attraction. I believe it's found in the sparkle of someone's gaze, which needs what you have in abundance. If I've learned anything, it's that love is what survives the death of butterflies. In fact, there's a study that says "pre-love" lasts an average of one to two years. What remains is called Love. Otherwise, you become just another item on the list of whims you had that went out of style. But I don't think I'm ready to take a chance on those butterflies yet. That's why I don't want commitments. So don't fall in love with me. Really. Don't. Don't, because even though I'm dying for you to feel it, and for you to make me feel, even just for once, something normal, sooner or later I'll end up doing it. I won't be able to give you all the time you deserve. Someday you'll want to go for a drink and I'll be too busy. Suddenly you'll want to establish a routine with me and I'll tell you I'm tied up, that I'm sorry, maybe next week. Sooner or later you'll make me choose. And I'll have to say goodbye. Although the truth is, I'm dying for someone to understand these words and give me what I need. I'm sorry, I learned to love this way. That's why I decided to protect myself with constant busyness. Because if you don't invest time in something that can break you, it never will. Maybe that's what happened to the one who taught me how. I'm a night owl. Not the kind who get drunk and go out every night. But the kind who are entertained by looking at the moon and find inspiration in the early hours. I doubt you're up for sex at 3 a.m. So, I'm sorry. That's why you shouldn't fall in love with me. Don't make the same mistake I did. Seriously. It sucks. I don't want you to fall in love. But I do want to share my time with you. I don't want you to be mine, nor me to be yours. I don't want there to be an "us," or any kind of bond that could make us cry in the long or short term. Spare me the trouble of proving you're the "fucking boss" or that I'm just another one on your list. I don't want to know, but you know what I do want? I want MAGIC. I want you to drive me crazy. I want you to take me ten thousand kilometers away, cruising down lost roads. I want Daughtry to play because that's what it should be playing. And like any good adrenaline junkie, I want you to be my drug. I want you to hide my soul in my stomach and let it out for a walk with every breath. I want to make you special and be special to you too. Because I'm not one to go from bed to bed and mouth to mouth. No. We're no less important. Our chemistry isn't less important just because we're not the love of each other's lives. I promise to listen to you, hug you, look at you tenderly, and make love to you. I only ask that you don't hurt me. Don't bite my heart and don't try to make me fall in love with you. But above all... Above everything else. I want to be the crazy one, the one you remember when your grandchildren ask you: "Grandpa, do you believe in magic?" And yes. Maybe I need company on Sundays. But it's enough for me that you're in love with life. I want a crazy guy. A crazy guy who pushes me. Who inspires me. Whether I go crazier or less sane. But honey, don't try to make me fall in love with you because this girl doesn't believe in love anymore. Although, if you want, you can try and prove to me that you're not the jerk I think you are. And that way, maybe I'll lose. And with luck, you... will end up winning. _____________ SOCIAL MEDIA: Company: Contact: [email protected] Twitter:   / venycallame   Facebook:   / llamamecia   Instagram:   / lucia.tudela   Blog: soloquedantrenesdeida.blogspot.com.es Photography: Jesús Peláez. (www.JesusPelaez.com) Photo and video editing: Company Song: Nuvole Bianche - Ludovico Einaudi. _________ I heard this text a while ago, and it was like a "BOOM" in my head and heart, so I decided to recite it, and here it is. With different texts, but the same feelings.