i touched your soul
and scribbled my name on it
love, you’ll never get lost again

Someday you’ll love you.
From the sparkle in your eye,
To the pitch of your laugh,
Even the color of your hair.

You will love every part,
From every wrinkle,
To every crinkle,
Every part of you.

But they will try to tear you down,
To make you frown,
To make you think you’re not worth it.

But darling you listen to me.

From the way you walk,
To the way you talk,
You will be mocked,
But don’t you listen.

From your weight,
To your height,
You are all wonderful to me.

Maybe one day you’ll see,
The beauty I see.
The way you were made,
So beautifully.

But until then,
Do not forget,
On how true beauty,
Comes from within.

Yesterday there was just you and me/

Don´t know why but now nothing´s like it used to be…

You said you need some time/

I said that it´s fine


You once said I´d be a mess without you, guess you were right/

Because since you´re gone I can´t sleep at night

I can´t listen to music/

It is making me sick

Every song WE once listened to breaks my heart cause I have to think about you/

But what about you? Are you suffering too? Tell me what do you go through? ...

Are you feeling pain seeing places we used to visit? /

What about our late night conversations, do you miss it?


I´m still making coffee for two/

Just how I used to…

I´m still writing for you/

Just how I used to…


I know I said take your time, I´ll be waiting for you, but I can´t take this no more…/

You seem to be done with us… So I don´t know what I´m waiting for…

But why did you say that there is still a chance? Now I can´t give up till I know it for sure/

Until then I´m staying up all day and all night 'n keep looking for a cure


A remedy for my broken heart/

And While searching I fall apart…

I loved you for a moment, then
that moment was gone-
where once was life again,
now there is none.

I should have held on
to the flicker of light
that briefly flared like winter sun
passionate and bright.

I should have held onto your hand
in case I strayed
but I couldn't then understand
the price to be paid.


I couldn't understand that love
is not necessarily scheduled to arrive,
not stapled to a plan, that kind of stuff,
not an adjunct to being alive.

I knew only not to renew,
something I casually dispensed with;
I know when something is through,
when remembered with grief-

I said goodbye to what might have been
to quiet walks, caresses and days in bed,
I said goodbye to a beautiful thing
half remembered, once alive, full of wonder, now dead.