Friday, December 31, 2010

If someone had told me that 2010 would end like this
I wouldn't have believed him.

Life turns out to be harder as we expected. 
And I thought I knew you.

Good bye 2010.
Don't come back. Life has to go on. And our memories will be erased. And your smell will be forgotten. And your voice will be lost in the wind.

Let's try to live without you.
Let's try to breathe and see and hear without your presence.
Maybe 2011 won't be that bad. Sure it won't be worse than this year.

Good bye 2010.
Good bye my dear friend.

Sunday, December 26, 2010

The first time without you.
 Strange, isn't it?

Somehow emptiness
Somehow yearning for what has been lost.

But life goes on.
And you are not part of that anymore.

Friday, December 24, 2010

Don't you remember?

Thursday, December 23, 2010

Flying home.
But alone.

What a strange feeling.
Sadness is part of that.

Monday, December 20, 2010

It's so wonderful from here up..

Ruhe.
[Tranquility]

Sunday, December 19, 2010

Two days in a row.
It has to stop. Now. Please.

 

Saturday, December 18, 2010

Good morning from heaven.
I mean, my little world.

Friday, December 17, 2010

"¿Lo ves? La mar está calmada"
"Vale, pero la corriente va por debajo"
"En la superfície todo está tranquilo"
"Puede ser. Pero los peces deben luchar a contracorriente"

["You see? the sea is calmed down"]
["Ok, but the current goes underneath"]
["On the surface everything is peaceful"]
["Maybe. But the fish must swim against the current"]

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Hello world...
... from my new window.


Friday, December 10, 2010

Last day.
Last night.
Welcome to the new world. And life.

It is scary and makes me sad
that everything has gone like that.

But I'm happy to know,
that despite it has been tough,
that is the best I could do.

Life goes on.
And you are not part of that anymore.


What a shame to end like this.

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

"Better now than in five years"
Now it's my turn to live.

Photo by Michael Janzen

Monday, December 6, 2010

Feeling free

"Immer ein bisschen näher"
[always a bit closer]

Saturday, December 4, 2010

I would never feel you like before.

I would never call you again.

I would never stroke your soul again.

Will you miss me any time?
Will you remember how the time has gone by?
Have I ever matered to you?
I wish I could still care about you.

Friday, December 3, 2010

The door is closed

After the last talk, 
I may say our story is over.
I wish I could forget all that,
even when I am sober.