Monday, 13 July 2015

the thing about falling / midnight thoughts poem

little boy I don't want to dare, 
and I replaced the hurts but I still care.
Falling in love is still something about falling,
and you can't fall lying on the ground.
And you were lying on the ground,
and we have nothing left to found,
and so I'm lying on the ground.
But I'm lying here with open arms,
and I'm glad you try to fly again,
but she will make you fall again,
and I'll try to catch you gently then.

had a beautiful weekend at the happiness-festival


Saturday, 4 July 2015

my stinking friend raphael and me


me and my melancholy lying on the garage top at 4 am and listening to some never shout never

I was always the new kid
Never the cool kid
And all I ever wanted to do
Was to fall in love
Just to be in love

But my heart was racing
My mind was screaming,
"You've got your whole life to do these things"
But my legs were shaking
My hands were searching for her
In the back seat of my car
I just lost it
And I can't believe it