The days pass by.
We count them one by one.
We want to lead us to the desired.
The world of our fantasies.
We expect and expect.
Instead of living in this moment and now ...
We rush and hurry as the time.
We feel that a part of us is missing.
We feel tense.
We are going crazy on that one person
We are afraid of loneliness
Above the Clouds
Silly and strange I felt that night.
I had a strange emptiness in the chest that can simply not be filled.
Like a hole that I could not bury.
Like a wound that could not stop bleeding.
The scar that I did not want to heal.
I knew I did not belong in the same world with him..
But I refused to think.
With the thoughts I end up somewhere in heaven.
Somewhere at the end of the ecstasy.
Orgasm or not, it was the top.
I was even higher.
Perhaps even above the clouds.
"I'm sorry, i'm sorry" - he was breathing into her neck..
Like "I'm sorry" would change something.
Like "I'm sorry" would make everything right again between them.
"Don't you dare tell me that you don't have enough time"
I cannot make you understand..
I cannot understand what is happening inside me.
I cannot even explain it to myself.
"You are slowly killing me"
Oh god.. i cannot even explain, how some days..
I don't want to live another hour
But i would live a million years with You.
I swear to you..
Sometimes breathing feels just like drowning.