»Even though he's probably the worst
Even though his shell seems like
it could never break
Even though he hides his light
And keeps it as a secret
Like it could be a weakness
Even though all of that
He is still
Still full of so much life
Full of so much passion
He has so much love to give
When he's with me
When he's with me
I feel like I am part of
Something so sweet and tender
So truthfully and yet so
Fragile
Something I want
Something I never thought
Would expose itself in this form
This human being
Something I want
to protect so badly
That it hurts a little
Just because I know
Exactly how he feels.«
Soft souls
in a hard world
DU LIEST GERADE
Mitternachtspoesie.
Romance,,The truth is like poetry. Most people hate poetry." Flausen in Wörtern. Kontextlose Szenarien oder Dialoge. Kurzgeschichten und Ziemlichkurzgeschichten. Findet euch in meinen Schreibereien wieder.
