I feel thoughts and think about feelings,
Take the endings, left me the beginnings.

I fell asleep
Early in the morning,
I'm looking bewildered around me,
In the commuter train,
Three hours later.

If I am not the one,
If we are not together,
I'll be your biggest fan
And they'll arrest me for stalking.

If I'm not back,
Consider me gone,
It's simple, really.

If it helps,
If it really helps,
Let it help.

If it's ok with you,
Let's live and let's die together,
A million years from now,
By a suitable weather.

If I were a clone,
And if I weren't alone,
I would be a happy one.

If I were a pilgrim,
I would go to a theatre,
I would never come back.

If nihilism is to be believed,
There is a lot of nothing.

I forgave and forgot.
Only I'm not feeling any better.
And the problem is,
I also forgot who I forgave,
and for what.
I've got a very fragile multilayer personality that nobody can understand.
It's ******* sad.

I forgot about deep forests,
I've never been to arid deserts,
Not a once was I drowning in a stormy ocean,
So basically, I'm failing.

I found you alone, on a bench in a park,
Your eyes were not sad, they moved,
So I sat down and looked where you were looking,
And I saw movements, I saw colours,
I felt the time slowing to a stop,
I breathed out and closed my eyes,
For this moment I thank you.

If something is easy,
Simple,
Not long,
It's probably wrong.

If something is glowing in the dark,
Let it glow, let it be in the dark,
Let it stay as unknown specific.

If the mirrors could speak,
They would go to shrinks,
They would throw themselves on couches,
And they would talk, they would talk, they would talk...

If there were prizes
For not winning any prizes,
I would have all of them.

If we don't move, some pieces of us will fall down,
Imagine the streets in each and every town,
Thus blocked for circulation.

If you are still there, it doesn't mean, that nothing has changed. Actually, it never means that.

If you can't explain something,
It better be just beautiful,
And that's it.

if you can't find anything
in your secret cupboard,
take a day off,
clear up the mess you became.

If you can't help me,
Then at least look at me
With your helpless smile.

If you do, don't,
If you don't, do.
That's only true.

If you'd remember the journey to other people,
You'd be back already.

If you forget about something, which is always there,
It might never come back
And you will miss it terribly.

If you have no idea, what's going on,
Just state something obvious,
That's what usually scares the people off.

If you look, you see.
If you look...
You see?

If you love someone,
It's something,
If you are loved back,
It's something else.

If you need me,
Just tell me,
And I'll go to hide me somewhere else.

If you promise me,
I will promise you,
I promise.

If you stare into the abyss,
A touchscreen stares back at you.

If you think that you are amazing,
Go to a mirror and look into yourself,
And you'll see - oh yes, you are amazing.

If you think  that you had a bad day,
Well, maybe you did have a bad day,
I'm not the one to judge, anyway.

if you want to be zen,
then
be zen.

If you were a book,
I would be a little cosy introductory chapter
To this book.

I got it out of my system
Straight into yours,
Straight into yours,
I did it for us both, my love.

I got my chance,
I put it in a jar,
I lost this jar.

I had a moment for myself to walk through October,
To stay later in bed,
To be properly clothed and decently fed,
To be happy and sober.

I had big feelings,
And so I wrote a short poem,
Now I 'm completely exhausted.

I had my moments,
Now you can have your eternity,
And don't come back anytime soon.

I had time,
She had space,
We escaped into a free dimension.

I have this nice sarcastic mood
Of detachment and bittersweet irony,
I would pay any crazy amount of money
To keep this mood at my disposition.

I have a clear view of my mess.
Wow, what a mess!
Things are linked, unless they are broken or in my head.
The half of this world is normal and well organised.
I live in the middle of the other half.

I have a deep understanding of my shallowness,
I have an inarticulated desire to express myself.

I have a door to lock up for the night,
And whenever I want I can write,
Or sleep tight,
It's the best I can have in this world.

I have an aliby. I was in the garden in this moment, so I couldn't have been the killer. What, the victim was in the garden, too? And what aliby does have the victim, now?

I have an untitled feeling,
All the day, from the beginning,
No name, no lie, no title.

I have feelings, yes, I have feelings,
For the endings and for the beginnings,
But not really for the rest.

I have my fun,
So keep yours
At yours.

I have no idea, my dear,
I have really no idea,
What is clear, what is not clear,
Nobody can tell you, my dear.

I have nothing to say,
But it took me all day
To figure it out.