wir brauchen zeit zu träumen, zeit uns zu erinnern und zeit das unendliche zu erreichen. wir brauchen zeit wir selbst zu sein....
We have touched for the last time. You are long gone, in love with someone else. I now fear nothing but life itself. And I have learned that living is just a slow way to die. I do not believe in life or in love anymore. The joy I feel are the joys of emptiness. I hate myself for loving you. The fear I feel night after night has developed into a disease. No-one can see the emptiness in my eyes. To escape life itself now seems the only solution. With relief i look foward of letting go of the pain. Finally... there is peace in my soulTo lie dead without a concern , without a tear, You own my heart. And life without you is so imensly painful. Just to think of you, talk about you, dream of you makes tears stream down my face. I cannot imagine happiness without your beautiful smile, your angelic face, your wonderful body and your good heart: You are everything , I am nothing. I want to die. But really... I am already dead.