As a white stone in the well's cool deepness,
There lays in me one wonderful remembrance.
I am not able and don't want to miss this:
It is my torture and my utter gladness.
As a white stone in the well's cool deepness,
There lays in me one wonderful remembrance.
I am not able and don't want to miss this:
It is my torture and my utter gladness. I think, that he whose look will be directed
Into my eyes, at once will see it whole.
Oh, my God, I miss those things
These things inside me, they repeat like broken recordsSpinning pretty things behind my eyesAnd when I can't look at youI can paint your picture perfectly in my mindAnd when I get oldI'm gonna miss you all the time.
How was it possible to miss something you no longer wanted?
I love you every day. And now I will miss you every day.
sometimes what you miss the most is the way a loved one made you feel about yourself.
And if you don´t commit? I asked. Your choice. But you miss what´s on the other side. What´s on the other side? "Ah" he smiled. "A happiness you cannot find alone
Liebe ist… nun ja, sie ist…, das heißt…" Er blickte sie direkt an, seine Stimme klang ruhig und fest. "Liebe, Miss Effington, heißt am Rande eines Abgrunds zu stehen und sich fallen zu lassen, aus freiem Entschluss und im sicheren Wissen, dass man fliegen kann.
