Feeling sad from time to time is common – I guess.
But then there are those times – and I don’t even know why – I feel unbearable sad.
Tears just could not show the kind of sadness that I feel.
Like a salty river stuck in my throat and a curtain of teardrops waiting in my eyelids.
A silent suffering hidden from the world – hidden behind cold eyes.
If only I knew the reason then maybe I could understand.
But thinking about why I feel so blue – is feeding into my sadness.
Show me a way out of here. Wake me! Shake me!
Rescue me from this dream I can’t wake up from!

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.

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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)

like noone else in this world
you know i love you
and i just can’t hear your sadness
because it makes me sad too.
as long as you cry
as long as you’re in vain
i feel the same pain.
i know that makes me
kind of a bad friend
but find someone else
who feels about you the same way
the way i do
the way i did for a long time now.
why can’t you just see that
beyond all this cynicism and
below that surface of anger
behind this mask of bitterness
there is someone
who will do anything for you
if it’s in his power to.
Don’t be afraid
and have no fear
because I will be here
for you

I’m stronger than that, I don’t need you, and all I want is you to be happy. Focus. Talk to myself. Make myself believe it.
I wonder how naive you must be to believe that. Truth is: It hurts – deep down inside me.
What I hated most about that situation is that you made it look like it was my fault. Now I didn’t see it that way. After all it was you who suddenly showed me more affection then you used to show me. First it was just words but then you got physical. It wasn’t me who started that. I did want you as just a friend. However you gave me more than enough reason to believe there could have been more. My flesh was weak and breaking my resistance was piece of cake for you. You must have known that! After all I was desperate for love and closeness. You were so very lovely and you gave me what I yearned for so much – the feeling of acceptance and love by simply being who I was.
Finding out you used me to reassure yourself to find the courage and leave your boyfriend was the hardest part. And now you have the nerve to tell me that it’s not your fault that I fell for you.
You’ve got to be joking! (weiterlesen …)

It’s like I get up
and I don’t know why.
I eat, I drink, I think, I learn -
but why?
I don’t understand this life.
I don’t understand the people I meet.
Things are so simple
but in their minds there are contradictions.
Why can’t you just take an opportunity
that life offers you?

So I go on -
I do the stuff I do every single day of my life
I think of you while pretending to be as normal as usual.
I don’t want to play this role
in this fucked up game of love.
I want you – that’s all.
But your thoughts seem more troubled than mine.
That’s the reason why I’m sad -
because you are.