history repeating

takes me a while to realize who sent me this mail. I had expected much, but this, man, takes me by surprise. I read the sender again. wow, I think. what the, I think. that’s about all I can think of this very moment.
then, finally, after taking a deep breath, I click the mail [...]

broken backrest

Last time, we spend a big part of our common life in the park. A bench became our planet, the small green area with its trees and bushes and playgrounds and flowerbeds and the river were our world. That was then.

retracing the past, part 1

I had to find out that the hotel I had booked was not the hotel I was booked for. With a brief description and a general wave of the hand, I was sent out again into the night to venture forth in my attempt to find lodging.

leaving on a jet plane, vol. 2

By noon, I will be at the airport. In the evening, I will be in V. Three days later I will be back in the office. Where all of this is gonna take me, I will know when this weekend is over.

the texting days are over

First thing every morning when I wake up I reach for my phone to check for text messages. I switch off the sound for the night so I never know. But I know these days, know without checking. I just don’t admit it.

rain, finally

tonight, a bat in my bedroom woke me up, hunted down by the cats. I caught it with a plastic cup and set it free.
later, there was your sms.
what you said did not kill me. I’m dead already, have been since I left you. you gave me the kiss of life. you gave me [...]

tomorror never comes (09-09, 19:49)

I call for both.Love and madness. It feels like ages since your lips touched my skin.We are out for dinner now.In three hours we will go back to the hotel to make love the whole night.  

love, or madness? (09-09, 18:06)

This morning, they were playing our song we aint got, in a store. Almost Lover. Sound quality was lousy, just how I felt.    

burn

My longing for her kept on burning inside of me the whole day. Waking up in the morning, it is so strong that I make love to her with eyes closed. Calling her name, I let her take control of my body and make love to me just like she did some days ago. Exhausted, [...]

the day after leaving her

“I love you”, I texted her at night. I love you. I love you. I LOVE YOU, that’s what I wanted to shout out loud. I was in despair. I was in disrepair. I was destroyed. I was in love.