Your whisper is fast and silent. Those are newsreaders.
I'd like to ask for permission to think out that sb needs me. Maybe I don't have a right to make this invention? Maybe it's sth illegal?
I'm ready to buy it. A kiss and a hug. But where? And for how much?
Erinnerung hasn't died yet. I just hide it deep inside - and the process of poisoning is going on. Especially when I'm there.
A kiss on my hand. And I had a spiky bracelet...
"Bye. Waiting for the next time I'll see you."
On the way home:
"Can you imagine - he kissed me on the hand and missed. He kissed the spikes on my bracelet!"
"Omg, you must have hurt him."
"Maybe. But he hasn't said a word - that's a good sign. he understood I didn't mean it."
Old newspapers are thrown away. Sth is always useless. Useless pain in a useless package. That's it.
No more memory in the brain. All stuffed with useless information with an unknown virus - so that it cannot be deleted. The end of yesterday is not always the beginning of today or tomorrow.
I will not forgive - despite I had a crazy idea to do it. To call the author of the CV I have recently found online and say I need him. Do I really need the walking deception? No. Not now. I need the attitude. And I think I'll have to buy it. Like a vitally important medicine. It's the only way to get to the far away tomorrow longer than a few months.
I'm ready to buy it. A kiss and a hug. But where? And for how much?
Erinnerung hasn't died yet. I just hide it deep inside - and the process of poisoning is going on. Especially when I'm there.
"Bye. Waiting for the next time I'll see you."
On the way home:
"Can you imagine - he kissed me on the hand and missed. He kissed the spikes on my bracelet!"
"Omg, you must have hurt him."
"Maybe. But he hasn't said a word - that's a good sign. he understood I didn't mean it."
Old newspapers are thrown away. Sth is always useless. Useless pain in a useless package. That's it.
No more memory in the brain. All stuffed with useless information with an unknown virus - so that it cannot be deleted. The end of yesterday is not always the beginning of today or tomorrow.
I will not forgive - despite I had a crazy idea to do it. To call the author of the CV I have recently found online and say I need him. Do I really need the walking deception? No. Not now. I need the attitude. And I think I'll have to buy it. Like a vitally important medicine. It's the only way to get to the far away tomorrow longer than a few months.
You know, I'm watching you, scientist...