Wie kann es sein

Die Sonne versinkt
und der Tag wird still,
und der Lärm kommt allmählich zur Ruh.
Was aufgewühlt war,
wird ruhig und klar:
Alles, was ich brauche, bist Du.

Die Spannung verklingt.
Was ist bloß passiert?
Ich kann es überhaupt nicht verstehn.
Vertrocknet und leer.
Du fehlst mir so sehr.
Morgen werden wir weitersehn.

Wie kann es sein, daß Zufriedenheit verblaßt,
und plötzlich irgendwie gar nichts mehr paßt?
Wer hat die Welt auf den Kopf gestellt?
Nichts geahnt,
und nichts geplant.
%DCberrannt und die Gefahr nicht erkannt.

Und die Nacht bricht herein:
Tiefes Schwarz, das die Fragen verhüllt.
Ein weißes Papier,
kariert, Din A4,
wird ohne Worte langsam zerknüllt.

Was niemals sein darf, kann und wird nicht sein;
leicht verständlich und so unendlich schwer.
Vernunft ist verschleppt.
Es gäb ein Konzept,
wenn heut noch alles so wie vorgestern wär.

Wie kann es sein, daß das Glück sich verkehrt
und offenbar jede Lösung verwehrt?
Laß uns die Szene noch einmal drehn!
Mit viel Mut.
Alles wird gut.
Schlaf jetzt ein, ich würde gern bei Dir sein.

P.S I LOVE YOU

petit message pour un petit roi d'un petit coeur

*Bisous*

J'ai dis que "tu me manque", "*bisous*" et "je t'aime" sont interdit ... mais pour l'instant il me faux que ca.

JE T'AIME!!!

aussi, mainenent, toujours, encore - POUR TOUJOURS!!!

n'oublie moi pas ...

je t'aime ...

Kumiko-Chat

*miao*

Such a wonderful day

i can't explain more than the title does.


the day began with speculoos at breakfest.


<3


between 11 o clock and 5 o clock i didn't have school and i went with Jack to the theater.




well .. actuall i DID have school - sport ... EPS -.-'


so ... i didn't go.
but look what wonderful things i found.


*caugh caugh*


then we went there.




and it was so beautiful there ... i coudn't do it not .....


it's just like ... keeping always those words in me, they would suddenly brake out and i just HAD to say these 2 1/2 ridiculous words.

ur KC with 愛

Over the rand of your tea-cup

Have you seen the old man
In the closed-down market
Kicking up the paper,
with his worn out shoes?
In his eyes you see no pride
And held loosely at his side
Yesterday's paper telling yesterday's news

So how can you tell me you're lonely,
And say for you that the sun don't shine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London
I'll show you something to make you change your mind

Have you seen the old girl
Who walks the streets of London
Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags?
She's no time for talking,
She just keeps right on walking
Carrying her home in two carrier bags.

So how can you tell me you're lonely,
And say for you that the sun don't shine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London
I'll show you something to make you change your mind

In the all night cafe
At a quarter past eleven,
Same old man is sitting there on his own
Looking at the world
Over the rand of his tea-cup,
Each tea last an hour
Then he wanders home alone

So how can you tell me you're lonely,
And say for you that the sun don't shine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London
I'll show you something to make you change your mind

And have you seen the old man
Outside the seaman's mission
Memory fading with
The medal ribbons that he wears.
In our winter city,
The rain cries a little pity
For one more forgotten hero
And a world that doesn't care

So how can you tell me you're lonely,
And say for you that the sun don't shine?
Let me take you by the hand and lead you through the streets of London
I'll show you something to make you change your mind



Looking at the world over the rand of his tea-cup

I think people don't look over the rand of their tea-cups, because the tea smells so delicious and the rim is so high. Too difficult to jump over.
But ... if they would taste the tea, they'll understand, that nothing is like it seems.
Even though I never drank my my tea ... or coffe ... how ever ... I looked over the tea-cup.
First I saw a wonderful new world ... but then ... I realized there where just millions of other poeple, sitting behind their tea-cups.



ur KC with love

I never thought ...

I never thought that I could wake up in the morning with a thought so strong on my mind.
I never thought that I could be so happy about an SMS.
I never thought that I could begin to cry, reading this SMS.
I never thought that writing this thought, could make me feel so sad.
I never thought that saying hello to someone you'll maybe never see again, could be so hard.
I never thought that saying hello to someone you love and you'll certainly never see again, could be so hard.
I never thought that I could smile so happily, even though I'm sadder than I have ever been.
I never thought that drawing stupidly on a backside of a paper with a simple pencil could make me so happy.
I never thought that I could find someone else, who makes it happy, drawing stupidly on a backside of a paper with a simple pencil.
I never thought that a hole hour of an afternoon without saying one world, could make me so contented.
I never thought that being contented could sadden me.

Well ... tu vas me dire: I never thought that being in love could be so great and horrible at the same time.