i always wanted to keep you- you and all the things that surround us.

all these things, they fade away as soon as you are gone- i’m sure.

no one can tell me what to do, i need to make my own experience.

maybe i need to travel, maybe i need to stay where i am, for sure i need to take you with me.

 

or should i go alone? but how should i be able to do so? how should i leave you behind me-

no one wants to miss the sun, no one wants to miss the warming hands, no one wants to miss these loving words you tell me-

no one wants to be alone.

 

i thought i was strong- maybe i am.

how can you be sure about something which is that unstable?

there needs to be just little struggle and you fall.

there needs to be just a little chance and you walk ahead.

so, what is strong? who tells you who’s strong and especially who’s not?

 

you, me, we, no one?