She carries the big umbrella, room for two
I want to
join in
laugh, walk
touch and talk
but she wants to stay
alone, I stray
in rain and wet
recalling everything you said
'I'm just not in love with you!'
They actually left your mouth
Now there is nothing left to do
but wait until the sun
comes out
and this will all be done.

we don't know and we never will
we can only try to make it last
the grasp came slowly suddenly fast
There is so much and I don't want to spill
Still
It's stuck on a certain level, to take
it higher and firmly impact, make
you grow, I can only influence you though

It is like orange became green
the prettiest I have ever seen
combined to create one period of ease and understanding
a helicopter landing on my roof
there is no proof but I am sure
I guess I have to lure someone else into my trap
to sit on my lap and gently tap the feelings I have always shared
with words and silence
with stares and closed eyes
with the harsh punishment of being bound
being tied together
even better
being one

like green becoming orange, red and blue
I don't think I am in love with you
I just need you to be here or there
whenever I can no longer bear
the thought of being alone
thrown
into the wild
a comforting mild
hesitating care
don't you dare
to admit
that after all we'll sit behind screens for hours just to tell
if something once actually finished well

You reek of sweaty tenderness
the kind with a soft and gentle touch
grabbing on to my nose pulling me up real
close much
like those
drips sliding
never letting go
until
they

drop


The harsh colliding of such
small and delicate droplets gives my rivers soothing shivers
as the so called divergent waves bounce
back and forth
against the edges of each cliff around high and steep

Time after time
these drops
scared to leap
do

enjoy

the


fall


In the end, they're careless of it all.

Next time all will go as planned,
I'm looking for a brownhaired freckled mess
and I'm sure as hell not settling for any less,
at first she is a plane unmanned,
but when I have come along
she'll turn into the perfect chaos of a song.

I'll learn the tabs and learn to sing
We'll sit together, the season after spring,
just sit and lean and watch a scene,
as love is growing on and off the screen.
She loves me for my actions and my jokes
doesn't care for buff and bluffing blokes.

One who will be worth the effort
the one
who stays.

She starts, I start, we started something to make it last.
She will be my last.

How can one give love without receiving
why does a part of me keep believing
you are perfect for me
Even when we're sure we'll never be

Is it the latching on to just have something,
instead of nothing
Is it because maybe this part is right
I worry and I stay awake at night

I think I'm sick
It is harsh when only
one is pained by this question
I don't know how long it wil stick
around

The part of me is wrong
If you don't want to hear me complain,
then leave me.
Because I am to weak to overcome
the part of me that does.

Impatient,
action after action,
arrogance,
incapable
as
inner
organs slowly die.
I could just give you

a cure,
but you would not be satisfied
any more.

I feel her grip fading, slowly is
she leaving, hopping off the ice.
She says it didn't go very well,
but I couldn't say.
Speechless,
because she was so pretty,
impressed,
because she was so talented,
touched,
because she looked divine.
It hurts to think about it,
to accept she'll never be mine.

Time will pass and she'll forget,
we'll drift apart like we never met,
to me it's more than sight,
I have dared to love her with all my might
and cried because it didn't work.

I don't know what to change this time,
choice, my appearance, my act,
my voice, my talks, my jokes or walks.
What did I do wrong, this time.

I avert my eyes, I can not look
directly at the sun.

I go inside, I can not stand
the heat outside.

I go to bed, I can not stay
awake in this world.

I close my eyes, I can not fall
asleep with her

on my mind.

Only darkness, nothing more, in times of blackout,
with the power down, I can't find my candles.

Stumbling, hitting furniture, though
my house is almost empty,
mumbling
curse
words.

I can't see anything,
do or be
anything.

Get me out of here. Not a single answer,
only darkness.

I have eaten all your flesh,
left with only fat and bone,
forced to dethrone,
I long to refresh.

I understand you now, I won't bother
you any
more.

I'm done trying, fairly to say,
I guess I was lying, you don't want me to stay.

Don't even bother, I said, I would do.
that doesn't mean I'm inexhaustible for you.

I've offered a lot, proceeded to talk,
hoped to impress,
nevertheless,
your answer was wrong.
Forever I'm stuck, listening to this song

It could have been different, but let's get it passed, so
I can move on, unfit to decide. I'll do it myself.

Don't sit here, it will be our last, don't ever
sit here
again.

I see you laughing, I hope it's real,
I hope you're honest to what you could feel
My chances are left, back at home, I'm moving
to the center, finally I'll live.

I'm an island, in a lake in a big
city. The water around me is deep
and foggy, the hills I carry, steep
but soft, even sinkier, dig
your own way out.

Or in,
making the mill spin,
caught a swimming trout.
With bare hands I touched
With bare hands I clutched

I was told to bend
not break.
I want to spend
more time to make

this work.

Inhabit my world,
enjoy my fruits and trees and nature
enjoy me, live me,
hair, uncurled, major
mistakes, set straight, be,
dare to be,
loved.

She skates, she trains,
she tells her story,
words stay behind,
people act all hasty.

I feel sorry,
Express yourself, I'll give time,
I just want to help.

I fear for worse times, what if
she loses ice and figure,
something bad
happens.

When this awkward oyster opens up,
the pearl inside is still unknown,
will it shine, will it glow.
She cannot be empty.