I really tried not to write about you E-Book

Lina Geiger

• Herausgeber: Books on Demand
• Kategorie: Poesie und Drama
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 18

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022

Beschreibung

I am absolutely sure that yesterday I knew way more than I know today. I had thoughts in my mind but now I remain thoughtless. I had visions, but they're invisible now. I felt love, but I am out of love right now. I knew your smell, but the only thing I am able to smell right now is the body spray you always use, which I bought to comfort myself when you're not around. I saw things that made me smile, but today I am blind. I heard your laugher, but all I can hear right now is silence. And I felt you, but all I can sense right now is the cold blade on my skin and it'll give way to the feeling of my warm blood soon.

Leseprobe

About her

(this is not a love story)

And no matter how mushroom I give you in my

heart.. it’s never enough.

She said she really loves fire and burning shit from time to time…

You know what?

Just give me a few more months and I’ll change that. Because literally I’m the fire in person and (as everyone else I’ve ever met) she won't be able to stand me.

Yesterday I was sad.

I missed you. Not because we haven’t seen a long

time. But because we saw each other and knew it

would be the last time. Maybe not the last time we

would see each other but definitely the last time we

saw one another with open eyes. With our hearts.

Definitely the last time we shared our dreams and

fears and the last time we trusted each other. And

this made me so fucking sad. I sat down and took

my own hand - and I imagined it was your hand.

That calmed me.

We’re strangers now.

Again.

Okay. I see.

You hate me.

I can imagine exactly one situation where I’d like her

to shut up. If we’d watch the moon together I would

need her to be quiet for some time because I

appreciate looking at the moon together but I need

a few seconds where I pray to the moon and where

I’m able to drown in her beauty. That’s it. And after a

short moment she could talk again. As much as she

wants to. And then I’d take time to drown in her way

of being beautiful.

Can I please come and stay a while in your mind?

Because I am tired of my brain and I need to get out

of this head for a while. Just share your thoughts

with me and hug me with your words until I am full

of you.

Would you do that for me?

I’m not immune to how she looks.

I'm not immune to how she thinks.

I'm not immune to how she speaks.

I'm not immune to how she smells.

I'm not immune to her.

Guess it’s over now.