I remember how it felt to take your hand,
how you always told me about your thoughts.
I remember how your kisses always melted on my lips,
how you moved when we’re together.
The many years together feel like seconds now,
the many thoughts that gather in a lonely living room.
Important is not what we have become over the years,
it is important that we can keep our eyes in focus.
All the years have not separated us.
All the wounds healed sleepless inside of you.
I was probably addicted to some kind of grief.
I know because you never completely let go.
I remember what it was like to walk by your side,
how your words always sounded like mine.
I remember a love so burning hot,
how every single cell inside of me fell for you.
The same words that never let me get lost,
the many hours you always led me the right way.
Important is not the time now passed,
What matters is what your thoughts contain now.
All the words we spoke worn the strength within us.
All those who saw us go our separate ways.
We were probably trapped in what we thought was our freedom.
We were probably the best thing that ever happened to the two of us.