i always hate when its raining,
i hate how it smells
and
how everything got so soppy.

but then,
we were driving back and forth
and
that day wasn't that bad
and it turns out that was one of my favorite afternoon.

partly because you were in there with me,
partly because when you talk everything stops and there is nothing more beautiful than how you describe things you like,
partly because your eyes sparkled when you sing the song that you like,
partly because when you smile my heart skips a beat.

You turned 24. You died at 23. Suicide. You used to left me a voicemail message, telling me how much you loved me. You died down the street from where we first really talked and got to know each other again after so many lifetimes of being apart. You promised me your blood, your fealty, your heart. I gave you everything I never had. I love you. Forever. I'll come to see you as soon as I shake loose this mortal coil. I love you. Goodnight.

and no matter hard i tried
no matter how hard i really tried
at the end of the  day
its always you
and maybe you don't care anymore
you don't want to know any more
i love you
in silence without everyone have to recognize
and it's fine
because watching you from the far
is some kind of a whole new level of love
and i don't care if you still
but i will always love you
always
in my silence
always
always
always

Arbeit spielen
Arbeit Arbeit Spiel
Arbeit Arbeit Arbeit Spiel
Arbeit Arbeit Arbeit Arbeit Arbeit Arbeit Spiel
Arbeit Arbeit Arbeit Arbeit Arbeit Arbeit Arbeit
Arbeit Arbeit Arbeit Arbeit Arbeit Arbeit Arbeit
Arbeit hart genug
und
vielleicht eines Tages genug Geld sparen
und
dann können Sie sich einen kleinen Urlaub leisten und
dann zurück zur Arbeit Arbeit Arbeit

wherever you are in this big part of the world,
whoever you are holding your hands with,
and
whenever you're missing the love we used to share,

you should know-

there is always a piece of you in my heart,
and
you always have a place to call home.