Aug, 8th 2010
The voice I use to hear, it was the one which can heat me up til I'm burned, and calm me down til I'm frozen. Its missing I need it back ..
It Started with a fake dream, tears transformed to knives, and light was dark although it was so bright. It was all weird to me, I had a feeling that I would see you today but I was wrong. I went with my family to the chalet, had very humid pleasing time, laughed, planned stuff which did not work, ate and finally went home exhausted, yet still thinking about you, and I slept wearing your shirt as usual.