I want to show you
the roses
that grew
in those
raindrops of mine
while you were
gone.
I wanted to show you
oh so many
things just
before we
entered the
afterward.
While I was chasing
and dreaming
and collecting
the seeds for
tomorrow
the night grew
long.
I always wondered
what roses
could grow
and how
raindrops
would feel
if you
could be here
in the
afterward.
Written all those times when I promised myself „one day, but not today“.
“And not tomorrow”, my witch giggles over my shoulder.
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Keeping the connection – About taking the next step
I remember standing on the same field where I spent most of the past unnerving months. Listening to the same three accords throughout a song reminded me of time passing, of the feeling of spending time with people while doing something special together. Studying for an exam, rehearsing a song, going on a trip -…
Of memories and ashes
Once you were thereTwo minutes afterWith coffee and rainI will rememberThe way that we wereThe world has felt whole. Once we were thereIt was a ThursdayWith tea and a smileI will always rememberIt made me forgetThat the world has got holes. I want this to beThe one thingTo hold on toTo fill up the holesWe…
Mistress witch writes 