I’m back again and all alone
where ever you are – you are gone
I miss you between ravioli and an egg
I miss you lying on my bed
I miss you between the door and the hinge
I miss the times when we clinch
I miss you from daybreak on
to my last thought dozing until gone
I just wish you would be here
even if it is for mere
that I can miss you one more time
when one of us is leaving – both reduced to the smallest prime

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.]