Inner Monologues

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At the beginning everything was so beautifully dreamy, everything was new, but somehow complicated.

You made the stupidest jokes and I laughed, because I thought nobody looked as happy telling jokes as you did and you loved making me laugh - you always made it.

After all these months something changed: our eyes met more often, stayed longer, our grins were more in love and our actions were more meaningful than at the beginning.

Everyone knew it, except us, we still denied it, even though it was obvious.

One evening there was a little more, the days after were stranger, but in the end it wasn't enough.

It was okay on the outside, but on the inside I collapsed.

You mean everything in the world to me, I never want to lose you and I love you so much that it hurts.

And I knew deep down, you felt it too, but somehow we can't get hold of it.

I accept it, but at the end of the day I wish you were with me and love me as much as I love you.

I'm trying not to think of you every second, not to imagine you by my side, but everything leads me back to you.