I went out today because I carry a cross,
I went out yesterday because I wanted to,
Each and every day, I come to think of you
Can you at least come to think of me too?
This is a distorted poem,
Nothing like the usual,
but worth reading like the pain worth feeling,
Endure so much, that's what makes us.

Forgive me my love, for I always want you
All I expect is for you to want me that much too
Be afraid when I’m about to leave, clinginess and everything else
At times, I might be stubborn, but not to forget till my hair is no auburn,
I will love you, ‘till my dying day
By your side I will always lay
If your happiness would need me without
I love you so much, I would gladly walk out
For that will give mein liebing joy,
I have no say, just for you to enjoy,
Mostly, I could be stupid, yes I know
But I feel bad when I give you sorrow
Answer my questions, I’ll keep on asking ‘till there’s no tomorrow
Be patient with me, don’t be cold as snow,
Please stop being snappy,
That doesn’t make me happy,
All I want every time is to see you smile,
Even if that would send me off a mile.

The summer is almost over,
Should I get another?
Those are the words in my mind,
When I saw you standing in that side
You said you love me without a halt,
The moment I saw you, “Do you really mean that?”
And you held my hand,
As though that moment would be the last
I wanted to feel that way every day,
But I guess nothing on earth is here to stay,
What we have now is something much greater
The will, planning, is marriage better?
You asked me if I would like to,
Be with you, up to forever too,
I thought it was a joke,
“Are you sure?”, that’s what I spoke.
Momentarily, I said “Of course.”
And I knew that this will be a hard work.

Every day as the time passes,
No one cared ‘bout how to caress
The softest wind of summer breeze,
Or the fog of cold wilderness

Just as to what everyone says,
Society hears  you always
Everyone knows about your mess,
Just so you know, you have me yes

Enjoy the things that you have now,
For it will never last sooner
Let  go, appreciate and grow,
Forget  things that gives you sorrow

End of your time won’t let you speak
For the life you’ve had gone to peak
What if today will be your last?
Would you still care to change the past?