Thinking of you
makes me wonder
when I gave a little time
for myself. Again.
But then I realise
that you are the only one
who is capable to share my thoughts,
to know me the best.
And I guess that's more important
then selfishness.
So I ignore myself and
eliminate my brains
for the heart can take over the body
my heart...
The only machine that can understand
the language of feelings,
just for you...
But makes it a difference to the world?
That you're a hero?
My hero? Of course not...
But at least, you make me
quite happy.
Even when I look around and
see pure evil, I hear
birds sing their most beautiful songs
and feel the sweet touch of the wind
that wants to embrace me.
That's why I love you.
Thanks.