Vorwärts lautet das Motto,
denn Stillstand ist der Tod.
Doch obwohl ich vorwärts sage,
bewege ich mich eher rückwärts.
Nicht, dass es eine Rolle spielen würde,
wohin ich mich derzeit bewege.
So lange ich in Bewegung bleibe,
ist alles in Ordnung.
Die Nacht liegt auf der Lauer
und die Ruhe ist mein Feind.
Nur ein Moment nicht abgelenkt reicht aus
um meine Welt wieder einstürzen zu lassen.
Mit der Zeit wurde ich immer besser
in diesem Spiel der Verdrängung.
Doch lösen sich Probleme nicht von allein,
aber je mehr Zeit vergeht,
desto leichter scheint es,
sich wieder damit zu beschäftigen.
Ich lebe diese Lüge bis mein Herz zerbricht.
Was bleibt mir schon?
Wer bleibt mir noch?
Alleine ist gewiss nichts besser
doch einfacher
und schmerzfrei.

You know what?
I believe you were right after all
I really do deserve something/someone better than you
Though that doesn’t get me anywhere because I love you
and I want only you.
I want to fight for you, but I can’t;
First off – it would hurt my pride
but honestly – fuck my pride.
It’s just that I want you to want me
as I am without persuasion.
It’s that plain and simple.
But what am I supposed to do now
if waiting is killing me and my love for you?

Empty is the word that best describes my place for now -
It resembles me in many ways.
I feel hollow without you here
and it hurts to know it ain’t change no more.
But in between the grief and sadness happy thoughts appear
Time spent with you – no matter how short -
made me happy, made me change.
No, I’m not the man I used to be
but at least I can see clear again.
At the same time I am sad for the loss of you
but also happy that I had you.
I would rather welcome and embrace the pain I feel
than not feeling anything at all.
Soon love will fade
But the memory of gladness will stay here in my heart -
knowing, that after all I’m capable of love
and can be loved back at the same time.
I’m sitting here alone
and somehow I know I should be blue in at least some way
but all I do is smile in thought and memory of you.

[...]
So take a look at me now,
‘cos there’s just an empty space
And there’s nothing left here to remind me,
just the memory of your face
Take a look at me now,
‘cos there’s just an empty space
And you coming back to me
is against all odds and that’s what I’ve got to face.

I wish I could just make you turn around,
turn around and see me cry
There’s so much I need to say to you,
so many reasons why
You’re the only one who really knew me at all

So take a look at me now,
‘cos there’s just an empty space
And there’s nothing left here to remind me,
just the memory of your face
Take a look at me now,
‘cos there’s just an empty space
But to wait for you,
well that’s all I can do and that’s what I’ve got to face
Take a good look at me now,
‘cos I’ll still be standing here
And you coming back to me is against all odds
That’s the chance I’ve got to take

take a look at me now.

(Phil Collins – Against All Odds)

This one is dedicated to the true love that got lost over time.

They say time can heal any wound
but let me tell you what i found:
What they say couldn’t be more wrong
my feelings for you are still strong.

Sometimes I catch myself in thought of you.

Though my mind tells me not to -
I think of all the good times that we had
and the one time it went bad.

I straighten up and cut the woe
and where only winks ago
joy was filling up my brains
a hollow space remains.

Emptiness is mocking me
showing me what could not be.
I ask myself why we broke apart
even when it ripped my heart.
This question accompanies me every day
but an answer remains far away.

If only I had known in time
that what we had was sublime.
But I was to blind to see
what you truly meant to me.

The last glimpse I caught of you
is a memory that makes me blue.
Did you know i watched you go
through the crackling shiny snow?
For me that moment time stood still
and let me tell you: I watched until
your bouncing head was gone for long
already knowing it was so wrong.

If I could alter history
I know what I would change for me.
Mend the cracks in our foundation
which led to our isolation.
I wish I could undo the fuss
that then separated us.

All that’s left of you in me
makes it difficult to see
that it had to happen just this way
to redeem the debts I have to pay.
Though the memory of you
still feels like it’s brand new.

I still see you every day
when somebody crosses my way
but you’re not there for my salvation
it’s just my mind’s imagination.

So I close my eyes for peace
to let my soul find some release.
Instead you’ve waited there for me -
with closed eyes it’s you I see.
Your face is burned into my head
it’s impossible to forget.

[And so I cry myself to sleep
knowing you are what I need.]