promises.

pinky promise

and I waited for you, without this impatient feeling

I waited for you with faith in my heart…

I knew one day I will look into your warm eyes and cry tears of joy.

and I waited for you, without wanting to pressure you…

I waited for you and created the most beautiful days and nights in my head. I knew one day I would hug you, and so I waited for you a bit more without giving up…

I waited until the day you told me that you will never show up…

and so I waited for me to fall asleep, so we could meet one last time in my dreams.

empty

I can’t feel words without actions…

an empty bag will always feel empty…

your empty words have left a desert in me

I have seen mirages and always wanted so badly to believe in your words.

but one day I got so thirsty

that I knew you will never would bring me water…

if I wanted to survive I had to go my own way

and after that day your words were forever silent to me …

capitalist

in our heart we are all oldschool, we all want to be loved at the end of the day

we want honest partners and loyal friends and a lovely family.

but then there are newcomers, they don’t love, they consume you.

they fill little spaces in their breasts with you and if they see something better they quickly exchange you…

they are true capitalist, but they don’t play with money they play with hearts.