The fate
of being on a journey without destination is, that this road leads to nowhere.
Fest-Stellung: I hardly can not stand standstills.
I fear - IF I might give it a direction in any way it will be the wrong.
"So, let it develop", my friend says.
"Who is this f... "it"?" I answer ... "I don't believe in fate."
Missing YOU and now knowing how much of the YOU is really YOU.
Only knowing that this special YOU I got to know better and better COULD be the YOU I could fall in love with. I want YOU closer. And feel you escape from something. Something in me?
Could I say that I love only possibly futures?
Let's be as present as I can and go to enjoy this evening here. Without YOU. But with all these nice and creative and chaotic people here.
Fest-Stellung: I hardly can not stand standstills.
I fear - IF I might give it a direction in any way it will be the wrong.
"So, let it develop", my friend says.
"Who is this f... "it"?" I answer ... "I don't believe in fate."
Missing YOU and now knowing how much of the YOU is really YOU.
Only knowing that this special YOU I got to know better and better COULD be the YOU I could fall in love with. I want YOU closer. And feel you escape from something. Something in me?
Could I say that I love only possibly futures?
Let's be as present as I can and go to enjoy this evening here. Without YOU. But with all these nice and creative and chaotic people here.
Ideenjongleur - 26. Aug, 20:21
