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I am sad we’re not going together. Though I know you better take the time you need. I know what it means seeking confirmation on just another not so green meadow. So, I wish you knew your worth. And of the clarity you gave to me, your consciousness and honesty. It really means a lot,…

High tone  Uncomfortable. One of you will be it. We’re all in this  You don’t act like you’re not concerned. We know we’re in this.  Good to be less frightened.

I don‘t want to be unfair We can still compare But I think you won You‘re still trying I gave up Trying to make you love me. Maybe I‘m not made for this in general It just always ends. You and me we were both lonely And One of us still is?

My parents are both born in August. When the apples are ripe and the sun is thick like egg yolk. When life is a soft breeze at the pool. 62 years later my brother eventually became uncool. While my father’s garden is overgrown and my mom‘s is a little too clean. Though I love my…

It is not trying to fix my dad anymore And not trying to make you love me Not trying to leave the city And my flat And new clothes And tattoos Not trying to get a degree and find a job And furniture It is being still and waiting for them  to come to me…

I wish you a good night sleep And a happy birthday And a good appetite And that we see each other again I wish that you find love That you have many children That you stay healthy and get old I wish that you‘ll be surrounded by friends That you have time for your passions…

I think I really liked that Mexican guy. What can I say I tried my best. It’s hard for me to touch someone. Out of the blue. Feels like being greedy. Needy. Touchy. Unless it happens randomly. You and me we are both lonely, said my sister. My sister sister. Where is she? Miss her.…