Let us be fearless.
Like a child
who makes its first steps
again and again
knowing he'll fall down.

Love destroys us all.
And if not, it's not love.

On nights like this
I think of you.
Only of you.
Nothing else.

On nights like this
I imagine of you and me.
Being together.
Alone.

On nights like this
I try to get you in my dreams.
Where we lay together at the beach.
Alone, just you and me.

But even in my dreams
are you trying to flee.
You are running away.
Not because you don't love me.
No.

On nights like this
I wanna catch up with you.
Only you.
But however.
You are afraid to show love.
Too afraid to commit to only me..

Love means more than spending time together. But to whom I am telling this? To a person who confuses *** with love.

You had this kind of look.
Something between Paradise and Hell.
Paradise: When we were together and you told me all the things you would never tell anyone.
Hell: When you broke up with me. Telling me you just found a new girl.