Ich will mich verändern. Ich kann mich garantiert verändern. Ja. Ich brauche nur eine Gelegenheit. Wenn es nur eine Kraft gäbe, die mich leicht an die Schulter tippt.
There's nothing that can be done when falling in love. And when that person holds the position of your best friend since childhood it schould have been easy to go over and confess.
It's dark. Is this death? Even though I can finally die, I don't feel afraid anymore. I never thought it could be so lonely to die alone. To die without ever knowing what it is to love someone.
There's still so much left to tell him. The joy i felt at meeting him, the gratitude I have for all he's done for me this far, the deep respect i have for him. I haven't been able to relate even a fraction of what i need to tell him. "I'm glad to meet you" That's all i could manage.