Endlich wieder Sonne spüren,
und das Gras unter meinen Füßen fühlen.
Endlich wieder in der Luft,
wunderbar zarter Blumenduft.
Endlich wieder bunte Farben,
heilen meine Winternarben.
Endlich wieder warme Tage,
und nur eine Frage:
Endlich wieder mit dir sein,
hier im warmen Sonnenschein?
Apr 8, 2018
Apr 8, 2018 at 5:44 AM UTC
Starry night, over the
hills, I am mourning my youth,
watching comets fall.
Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 1:51 PM UTC
You are like a dream, but you are reality, even though my memory of you is fading, slowly turning you in a dream.
Your hair is as black as the night, and I want to pull it like the grass of the meadows. I swam through the seven seas, but I will always drown in your eyes. But I must not be afraid. For your eyes also hold the stars, guiding me through the dark. Your skin so pale, it reminds me of the moon. Your lips so soft, but please graze my skin with them, make me feel a small death, so I know how it feels like when I really have to go one day.
Hold me, hug me, so that the pieces of me find back together. And then fill the dainty flaws with the gold of your love
When I see shooting stars or when the clock strikes 11:11, I wish for you, and only you. Because I can change the problems of the world with my own hands, but when it comes to my own problems, I need divine help.
Nov 3, 2014
Nov 3, 2014 at 4:31 PM UTC
If I add
tons of words
just to make me seem special
will I be special in your eyes?
Designer,
Photographer,
Model, Traveller,
and whatever.
Will
all these words
catch your eyes,
catch your ears,
make you recognize me?
Will this
facade
become a truth
one day?
If only
I can make
you believe in all
these pretty lies?
Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 3:36 PM UTC
We are all made of stardust; and you are my favourite constellation.
Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 2:29 PM UTC
Schule du Monster,
verbrauchen tust du mich sehr
– ich will nur leben.
Sep 6, 2014
Sep 6, 2014 at 2:24 PM UTC
The spoon in my cup is hot, but I don't burn myself on it, contrarily to you, I always burn my fingers on you.
The light from outside is coloured in a soft blue, I'm drinking hot potables to dispel the cold inside of me that stayed after you went away.
I'm listening to Debussy's Claire de Lune and it remembers me of you – beautiful yet so incredibly sad…
Aug 30, 2014
Aug 30, 2014 at 5:17 AM UTC
Having you
All I want and need
Petrichor in the air
Playing the devil with my love, you sinner
Infinities before us
Nemeses – I defeated them all
Evanescent beauty with age; growing love
Surreptitious gazes and love
Scintillas of a lunatic love tainting this happiness.
Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 2:26 PM UTC
When I'm on a cliff, I have the l'appel du vide; the unexplainable strong desire to jump off that certain cliff.
However, you, you would rather jump into conclusions and push me off the cliff.
I'm trying to give you an optimistic view, when you give me your pessimistic thoughts.
It's said that hate and love are felt in the same region of the brain – and I get the feeling that my love towards you is the fountainhead of the hate you have towards me.
I try to keep you alive, but you betray me with your paramour; death.
I realized that we are like Yin and Yang. I'm the light to keep your darkness alive and your the darkness that keeps my light shining. It might be hard sometimes, but our differences are our similarities.
We are a paradox, soulmates connected with a twisted string of fate, which is stained red by the blood from my heart and the blood from your wrists.
I'm your life, your love and – maybe even your paramour death.
Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 5:43 PM UTC
If everyone would care about themselves as much as they search beauty in everything, they would have realised that they are already beautiful.
Jun 2, 2014
Jun 2, 2014 at 11:30 AM UTC