The nights are long and cold,
I only see you once or twice.
Still, my heart is not satisfied
not content of just the beauty,
it desires more than a silhouette
that my mind shapes of you
when I close my eyes at night.
The stars do not shine bright
not enough to image your eyes
and never enough to satisfy;
my darkest secrets of you
hold it’s place in dark skies
where words are not heard
and lust is at its highest peak.
Your voice enchants my heart
and vibrates through my soul,
only if I can feel your touch
it would feel like the sun
caressing my cold body,
and only the warmth of you
can keep me whole.

morning.
I'm waking up
in a different world.

dreamed about you.
you where there
with me
so close.

my life
is feeling surreal
as soon as my thoughts
get lost in you.

you are nothing
but a memory
that I can't let go.

and then I am sitting here
in front of an opend window
and the rain is falling.
falling. falling. falling.
Drip. Drip.

and then I am sitting here
and I am thinking about you.
I think about you and I think about me.
It's getting cold.
No moon. No stars.
And the rain is falling
on and on.
Inexorable
it is telling me all the things I don't want to hear.
It is washing me clean
from the lias
I've been telling myself
for too long.

My wings have been torn
Maybe ever since I've been born
For some reason why
Society doesn't want us to fly

Or maybe it's just us
Who holds ourselves back
We blame others
And think they keep us off track

In reality it's us
And it's all it ever was
What if we were made to soar
And not cry or let our blood drip on the floor

We're just too selfish to get the things that we want
No, you don't need to flaunt
And make others feel bad
Instead of happy, they're just sad

We're broken in pieces
Because we fell from the sky
Little did we know, our wings were growing for us to fly.

I love flowers
But not the kind that are planted side by side in perfectly straight rows
or precisely arranged into a delicate bouquet
Instead I love the ones that grow wild and ragged along the sides of highways
Surrounded by broken glass and litter
Pops of bright yellow bursting alongside the dull gray asphalt
Free to grow in whichever way they please.

Your mysterious mind
and your beautiful thoughts
are magnetic.
everything
about you
is making my mind go wild
is making my soul blossom.

never thought
somebody like you
truly existet.