poems.

rooftop open.

I ask myself
who I am and
who I want to be
tell myself
that life isn't about
answering questions

who am I?

don't think about it
don't think
and the thoughts come itself

beautiful pictures
I want to save
for the rest of my life

beautiful memories
I remember
like
walking through a million flowers,
lying in the grass until
the world stops spinning
it's crazy how you showed me life,
while slowly dieing
on the inside

I remember
drives in the car'n
singing our favourite songs for hours
-until we reached the sea
finally
drives in the car
just to meet the beach
364 kilometres away

I never want to forget
how you look
when your lips come close
the smirk on your face
and your eyes
so focused on mine

I live for moments with you
dancing around all night
getting drunk'n playing stupid songs on the guitar
creating hashtags
that tell more than anything to label

don't play with glass
was what they said to me
cause you're too young
but
I broke the shatters
like I broke my skin
and I want to remember
all of this

all of these nights
sleepless while talking to you
staying awake dreaming of
a better tomorrow

I capture memories from
laughing too loud'n drinking too much,
from crying too hard and falling too far,
remember words that tear me apart,
trips that took my heart
and set it on fire
fire burning candles
candles reflected in your eyes
eyes that I can't keep shut
when you start to come so close,
but closed is what my past should be

I ask myself
who I am and
who I want to be,
but life isn't about answering questions,
isn't just about
rainbows'n cotton candy

life is the rooftop open
and sometimes
you want to jump
and then
you learn to fly

I live with the rooftop open
so rain is what hits me first
and yes,
sometimes there are rainbows,
but you can't see any color in your life,
still using the filter of black'n white
that's all what you see

look for rainbows
with your rooftop open,
collect flowers
-more than a million-
kiss me hard until
I don't want you to stop
and
give a fuck to broken glasses
or scars from too much fighting against yourself
give a fuck
and drive with the rooftop open
364 kilometres
even if it's raining
and when it's not,
if there is a speed limit
you don't have to stop
give a fuck

girl,
I love you
that is what you are
cotton candy
without fading away on rainy days,
a rainbow
in black'n white
and all the other colours
at the same time

life isn't about
answering questions
and living in the past

it's not only about
rainbows'n cotton candy,
so leave with your rooftop open,
cause
you don't know
what's coming around next

beautiful pictures,
something to remember

that is what you are
that is life
that is
what you don't have to ask for

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xx credits to the girl,
that is #sugar xx