You're asking yourself if you would fall for me if we met each other for the first time again. And I know, you would. Because I'm still the same and you could never resist me.

You told me I was a goddess and left expecting me to cry. But why would a goddess cry over you?

Wear dark lipstick, drink too much coffee, smoke expensive cigarettes, go out alone, read a lot and play with fuckboys

I fell in love with this jacket at the same time I fell in love with you. At first I didn't notice it, but when I looked closely I fell, all of me fell at once. It was the same with you. Now the thought of you gives me headaches and your name leaves a bitter taste in my mouth.
I don't wear it anymore.

Sometimes I'm still shaking like I'm cold. It's a word, a song, a scent or a thought. And it makes me freeze, because the word is your name, the song is the one I heard after you left, the scent is your perfume in a crowd and the thought is you.

Let's pretend I don't write poems about you full of tears and pain every evening

I've seen one lunar eclipse, two solar eclipses, three seas, four open airs, five double rainbows, six deadly storms and seven countrys, yet your lips are still the most beautiful things on my mind.

If everything around me is just my imagination then you're the best thing I've come up with

Ich hasse mich dafür, aber ich weiß immernoch, dass der erste Zug an einer Zigarette bei dir immer ein French Inhale war

As I clicked enter, I knew.
I knew she would fall and nothing was there to hold her. I knew how addicted she was and how it would break her. I was afraid and hoped she would call somebody because I didn't wanted her to be alone, I knew she would do something to herself if no one could be there. It was a risk, but I had to take it to breathe. And I knew she would need time until she could breathe again. I didn't know how long it would take, but it would happen. And then she'll be happy again, without me.

(your thoughts, probably)

Ich werd diesen Sommer im Traum noch ewig vermissen

They're like a forest in fall
Like leaves slowly losing colours
But somehow not like that at all.
Like the grass in all your summers
Too beautiful to be true
Like the weed you smoked to forget
Full of everything you've been trough
And when you see me, full of regret.
Your eyes.

Don't wake me up
Because every night
I dream of your arms being wrapped
around my chest so tight
I can barely breathe.
But I'd rather suffocate on you
than stay alive with someone else
Who can't look at me like you do
because they don't have your eyes.

I still love you

We escalated,
we are love and hate.
We hated being seperated,
but we were both too late.

You liked my make-up natural,
So I started using eyeliner and lipstick.
You liked me brunette,
So I dyed my hair blue.
You liked me with curves,
So I lost a lot of weight.
You liked me smiling,
So I stopped laughing.
You liked me sober,
So I got drunk every day.
You liked me in dresses,
So I threw them away.
You liked me innocent,
So I became a bitch.
You loved me when I was addicted to you,
So I forgot you.

(Inspired by a 11-word-story on tumblr by unknown)

You want me back and I'm afraid.
I don't know what I'm supposed to do.
Should I come back just
like I always wanted to?