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.