being true and complicated
takes just too much precious time
don’t you feel so irritated
be the one who says he’s fine.

kisses were numbers and counted for good
arguments zero, unless they made sense
we laid it all open, we were in the mood
to replay all games, attack and defense.

that moment you told me that I was in debt
and all my accounts unbalanced in red
we realized something we always had kept
had not even whispered in our love’s bed:

the knowledge that loveletters, kisses and gifts
count all and count nothing the very same time
that we are depending on each others myths
and pay for unwrapping a terrible fine.

we closed the accounts, we set them all back
we hid some small secrets along our way
to still be exited throughout our trek
and discover each other on every day.

I was caugt in a dream today, my world did collapse
Whatever I knew was broken down to perhaps
what I was once sure of became obsolete
I woke up in darkness, the world lost it’s speed.