you leave
you leave me spent
you leave me with
a bottle of wine
a bottle of wanting
i didn't want at all

you leave and
you never really do
how silly

when you sang with me
so loud and off-key to the sad songs
i loved you so much my heart could burst
what a fool, he who wouldn't love you too
what a privilege to be with you like this
thanks for being this soft with me
in this world where softness is a risky bet

i want to turn to light
i want to travel the wide wide skies
i want to fall down on every face i love
with the last warm evening ray of sunshine

there are stars
oh, twinkling stars in her eyes
gust of wind in her hair
and her laugh,
not just hers, but mine too,
since i brought it out
with some stupid joke,
her laugh washes over me
and makes me lose my breath
- the gentlest tsunami wave

we all feel our sadness
is the most special sadness
felt by anyone in the world

statistically it's probably pretty basic

i ask 'show me how you're broken'
expecting to be kicked out for my insolence
you show me how you're broken
i'm kicked in the guts

i always wish to fix
every little thing i see
but we're all messed up differently
and love is only one of the steps
in the lacking repair manual

wish someone would overanalyze
the things i do and feel
(just once)
the way i do with everyone else