Ein Blick in graue Augen

Kein Alkohol mehr, keine Zigaretten, Drogen sowieso nicht.

An Wettkämpfen darf ich nicht länger teilnehmen und auch das Ausdauertraining fällt flach. Ich befinde mich mitten im Umzug, aber schwere Dinge darf ich nicht heben. Ich soll viel trinken aber am Besten nur Wasser und Tee. Süßigkeiten soll ich einschränken und Eis darf ich gar nicht mehr essen.

Irgendwie habe ich nicht mit sowas gerechnet.

"Allem setzt die Zeit ein Ende"

You are talking to me...

"...so you see, I really love you, what you've been talking of was just..."

It doesn't matter to me, just go on with you speech, I can't hear it.

The only thing I hear, are those whispering voices in my head...

"... we had a problem, I know, but now, we can go on with..."

Get up...

Get up and leave the table...

"Sorry, what did you say?"

"...I said, we have to solve this problem, on one hand you see..."

I have to listen... I need to hear....

ME! Listen to me... Get up and leave the table... don't turn back again, go to the door and -

ssshhhhht! What are you??? Are there demons talking to me???

"...well I know, I made some mistakes, and I promiss I will never never..."

I'm your heart... please...

this love is killing me... set me free...

"I... what?!"

"Hey? Did you listen? So you agree with me?"

"...sorry...'ve just been confused somehow... go on..."

"...okay whatever... I want to stress one point. If we try this together..."

Set me freeeeeee...

set me freeeeeee...

set me freeeeee...

please...

"STOP!"

I got up, turned my back on him, without listening to his questions, walked right through the door and...

started to run run run...

far away just to keep my crying heart alive.

And I pushed the "Send"-button one and a million times...

and the message reached you, day by day...

"are you there?"

"are you there..."

"are you there for me?"

"are you still there?"

"are you back again?"

"are you angry about me?"

"are you angry..."

"do you care how I feel?"

"do you care..."

"don't you care?"

But you never answered... and I was always saying the same, with different words, it was always written there, between the lines:

I love you...

I love you...

I love you...

"And you said, I never loved you.

But girl, I just harnessed nasty words to make you sad,

my purpose was to make you cry,

'cause everytime you plummet into sadness,

I looked into your eye.

And in those moments you looked like aphrodite herself...

Stop smiling stop laughing and cry me a river.

Your sad eyes could make me die..."

" You do not love me. It's genuine... you just love teartrops."