A sense of love, but emptiness in heart,
A desire that feels like fire, and in the heart there’s a dart.
But the lonliness rushing through the dark,
And in the corner sleeps a spark.
But when I think back, it comes so near,
This feeling it is still here,
Inside, a painful feeling,
My heart, it is still not healing,
Too many wounds you brought me,
And anyways you cannot see,
I hide it deep in myself,
And longing for happiness,
An unpayable wealth.
When you left, you didn’t care about me,
My real feelings you didn’t want to see,
But long ago you told me, this kind of girl you could never be.
You just changed and you knew what you were doing,
You thought, the pain I could swallow,
But still there’s so much sorrow,
You asked me to forget you,
But because of what you’ve done, that’s what I can’t do.
Written in: June 2012
Adopted from: Schmitz, Timo. For better and for worse – A collection poems. Berlin, 2013. ISBN 978-3-8442-6222-3. All rights reserved.