a promise

The hand, which i withdrew from yours,

is still burning

i once promised to always keep my feet and never cease going

Shame on me! i was never a keeper

even to my own words

the deeper you dive into me, the stronger i feel all

sorts of ache: 

in my head - dull and prolonged

in my heart - sharp and sincere

i'm aching for you to be here and for this bitterness to become real

i'll sing you the most calming lullaby and go out of sight

you no longer have to prove that our partition

is not the thing i should fear

i'm afraid

'cause even the thought of you makes me stutter

when i want to start something new

though you're neither a true foe,

nor a true friend

you're an agony that's making me bend down

you're a fright that's making me bound up in my misery

only to put me out of it