Lena, You asked me how I became strong. How did we, of the same origins – of the same cloth -become so different? I recall shrugging and refusing to look at you when I said, “Some people are just born like that.” Isn’t that what I said? I might have mentioned that sometimes people are born with the skin of a dragon and titanium hearts. In hindsight, it was a terrible answer. I’m sorry my words failed you. I’m sorry I couldn’t answer your true question: If I am strong, does that make you weak? I see now that you […]
Frühling des Bedauerns Come back to me, I Simply couldn’t see, blind The arrant symmetry, You Were my everything. You opened me, sigh To the endless sea, I Simply couldn’t breathe, When you looked at me. We broke apart, You And your paper heart, grew Like frosted grass, Love I ruined you.