That's it!
Nothing is wrong with him if he cries freely
And
Nothing is wrong with her if she laughs freely

I sat down with my mother
she asked me for a cup of coffee
we sat in the balcony
talking about life
She asked me if I was okay
I had no answer so i said yeah
she said it's mysterious
that you don't look like my flower
I finally told her
that all that's left of me
are my thorns
they tore my petals
to burn them
She said it will be okay
she said that she believed
in me more than she believed in God
I thanked her for her unconditional love
She held me close to her heart
and said that
I was enough to make my way
out of this fight
and into a lovely life

Now my idea of love can only be fulfilled by fictional characters

Maybe
I'll live better
when I die

In all these years
when I tried to make
a better home for you in me
all you did was
remind me that
I was nothing more than a guesthouse
for you

When you said
she was your world
I was looking for
the galaxy I had in myself