It would have been so good to just listen for a few more minutes, just a little eternal moment, to the pure, ever sweeter, juicier throbbing, smaller ringing of your heartbeat, like whispering ears, before you leave me alone in the filled bed of my life and leave! You can no longer belong to the universe that has been fulfilled in me - after all, it has not yet been born, only your imaginative and mischievous play has made fun of you.
Your face sometimes stands out as a silent vision from the crystal water of my still-sharpening memories, but I can only half see it so far away from the pairs of harmonies and eternal peace: like the exiled shipwrecked, I cannot tie up on the island of happiness! "You were greedy!" And love-selfish and cheerful! ”
"You could believe in immortal and selfless tears, and rejoice when you were pityed for comforting and trying to bleed the bleeding wounds of your unknown vulnerability!" "And finally, with your grief, and yet you deliberately left yourself." And at a romantic beach dinner, how I would have put the pawn of my love confession in front of your feet:
My own heart, and together we would have risen from the yellow earth so that they could no longer humble themselves and kick us! I can't lie with a weapon of silence and repressed self-blame: honesty shone over you and forced my lucky, better self out of me! Your beautiful hazelnut eyes are still unconsciously gesturing toward me, smiling and whatever you say, I must now contradict you:
As a second option, if we had not been recklessly ruthless towards ourselves, we could have started dating together with a clean slate.
