Sonntag, 16. März 2014

You are no longer the air I breathe

It seems like I've forgotten how to address letter to you.
You are no longer the ink that bleeds out of my fingers.

You are no longer the first person I think of when something good happens to me.
It's no longer your name I scribble down the back of my notebook.
I am no longer looking for you in the people I meet, in the places I go.
Half of my ribs are no longer missing.

You are no longer the sea
The sky, the moon, the sun
The air I breathe, everything.


  1. Woah,tolle Bilder!
    Vor allem das Erste ist echt gelungen :)

  2. Wow! Beautiful! I love it <3 Want to follow each other on GFC?