Monthly Archives: November 2012

What if…

No, I’m not fanciful.
I’m cruel to myself.
Thinking in the ‘what if’ – pattern makes me sick.

I know I must give up on you.
I maybe had my chance.
Maybe not.
Our paths once crossed but we didn’t make any steps together.
There’s nothing in this universe that connects us –
except that two words – what if?!

When we talk we create a past that we never had.
A past that will never be ours.
We talk in questions but we’re sure that there’s no answer.

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When we drive

When we drive
and I seldom do it myself,
I sit on the front passenger’s seat
and I’m all in silence –
then driving is beauty

When we drive
the road is a gray belt
lying in the scenery
able to lead us everywhere –
then the road is beauty

When we drive
we pass meadows and woods
and each millimetre of the landscape holds lives,
plants and animals
and in each car is life and a human who’s beautiful –
and the whole setting is beauty

When we drive
and it’s dark, I love to pass cities and villages
I regard the sparkling lights
and behind every of these lights
there is a heart that beats –
and the city-lights are beauty

I then I ask myself
how can I be so sad
surrounded by a world
that’s so beautiful

And when I drive
I would like to disappear
and clear away into one of these lights
Be nothing.
Be part of the beauty.

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The moon is closer to the sun than I am to anyone

I would hold my breath so long
to wash ashore where I belong
Broken roses on the steps
Like promises I never kept

Nada Surf – Troublemaker

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