Okay, ich wollte seit gestern irgendwie Worte dafür finden, was ich gestern abend im Halbschlaf so gedacht habe, aber hatte Probleme damit. Inspiriert davon, dass jeder Gedichte schreibt, habe ich also beschlossen, es einmal damit zu versuchen...und es ist mir leichter gefallen als im geschlossenen Text. Nicht über den Inhalt wundern, mitten in der Nacht kommen mir manchmal seltsame Gedanken... *** retrospect
not really a dream once it has been true
the feeling of watching the stars in summer still warm when it's dark wind in the trees
wake up the next day still so warm that we could go swimming laughing and thinking summer is endless
it's not of course not but i wonder why it feels that summer hasn't been like this for a long time
the perfect belief in a winter with snow with christmas surprises and lots of time to enjoy all that time passes slowly after all
it starts to happen faster at least that's how it feels
glorified in retrospect or simply growing up i'm still not sure whether i want to grow up at all
everyone and everything around me changing what about me? did i change as much as they did
are these moments still out there and i just don't see or are they really not here any more
looking outside of the window one of the moments they're there, they're just changed
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