Dezember 2004
1 Eintrag
true love
True Love we’re eating soup, no talk no music, one candle suddenly I notice, again, how beautiful she is my spoonful halfway beween the bowl and my mouth I stop, just look at her eating the soup I made suddenly she notices me looking what? she says oh, I say, you’re just so beautiful no, really, she says really, I say I don’t believe you, what were you really thinking? dammit why...