Love. What a big word. Big, huge, gigantic. And so much meaning is in it, in this small word. Friendship, time, family, freedom, music, infinity, unconditional, hate. So damn much. And also, it's nothing. What does ist mean for you? Is it a day, you spend with your best friends, feeling as free as a long time ago? Is it a day you spend in bed? Is it a person, a feeling, a memory? Or is it everything? Or nothing? Or is it the feeling, you have when you submerge? Suddenly, you hear nothing, the world is shut out. Everywhere around you, you feel water. You only see blurred. You hear your heartbeat. This melody, you'll never forget. That one song, which always makes you laugh or cry? At once, it's there, you can't see it, you can't hear it, but you feel it. You feel it with your whole body, your heart, your soul. And suddenly, you see that one human. The person you love so damn much, that it hurts. The person, who is worth living on. Who's worth getting up. Who's worth dying. That human, which means everything for you. It's there. You see it. You feel the perfect song. You taste the ocean water. And suddenly, you are infinte.
-Jojo.nmfm
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Teen FictionIch schreibe eine Story über zwei Mädchen, deren Freundschaft, Geschichte, Gedanken und Gefühle. (Ich werde manchmal Poetry-Slams dazuschreiben, denn manchmal ist das einfacher als zu denken oder zu atmen.)
