Chapter 5: Goodbyes

A Thousand Melodies

It was quite a dark alley, indeed.
“Don’t go“, I still hear you whispering.
You were gently touching my arm,
I could feel the tip of your nose
against my forehead.
Skin on skin.

And for one moment, I was tempted.
Tempted by you and your thousand melodies –
the melodies you sing every minute,
every second of your existence.

But the dark always gets me.
It always wins.
Farewell, my beautiful bird.






Bedsheets

Opening my window.
Shaking my bedsheets out.
Shaking you out of my mind.
Shaking your spirit out.

Another goodbye.
Another
“Sorry“, “Take care” and
“I was really happy for a while”.

Yet I do remember the stars,
the glowing in your eyes
whenever we met.

So tell me:
why is this the most hurtful
of all of your “goodbyes“?









Thoughts on a train

Sitting on a train –
a train to Venice.
I am listening
to an angel singing.
We’re passing the mountains,
soon I’ll be at the sea
and it reminds me
that you could never grasp
what I wanted to be.

“I just want to be free“,
I said to you
one too many times.

Now I feel like
I am whole.

But tell me…?
Why am I still longing for you,
whenever I look at
the ocean’s blue?