What am I doing here on this planet?
Important things are getting lost and even more myself. Why are there laying so many stones infront of my way?
So many questions and nobody can answer. Maybe all of the other people feel like this too. But how to know when everyone is just talking about the good times?
Deep conversations in the middle of the night with a glass of wine. Quiet music in the background. And just you and me on a couch. Soft light in the room. And then we have a moment of silence. And now we know where we belong.