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Today I dared to listen to you again, my friend...
I was afraid of doing this over the last month, because I thought, I couldnīt stand the pain of not having you around anymore...
But, to my surprise it was nothing like that.
Your voice was covering me and the times we had came just back...
And, instead of the big hurt it was like a warm summer breath in my neck...
You are still there for me, when I need you, I just have to think about you...
It felt like coming home and as if you asked me. Hey, girl, where have you been over the last month?
You were bringing back all the good time travels we had around europe...
You brought me back to the state of feeling good...
Iīm ready for the world again, yeah 
And, this is not only the side affect of the first sun beams of the spring.
No, itīs ME again...
Pure and thoroughgoing...
And it feels so good...
You and the memories, that still did hurt last week are back for the smile in my heart.
It doesnīt hurt any longer. No, it still feels good.
I donīt have to pray these words like a mantra any longer, I can feel these words.
Maybe I needed this year of going thru hell, because I didnīt let me go to hell after my scary surgery.
Maybe I needed the depression after finding and loosing me, just to find out that I can do everything I want. I just have to try...
I live MY life now and not yours anymore...
And, you make it easier, because I can see that you like me, when Iīm ME and not that creepy monster drowning in self pity...
But, I know, you know all about this as you were gone thru this hell aswell. Youīre just stronger than me, my friend. Maybe because youīre older than me and wiser.
Or maybe just, because you are who you are.
Thanks for giving my soul a home, my friend and thank you for welcome me there with open arms and a warm and inviting smile...
And thanks for all my friends who were going thru this with me and holding my hands and keep me away from the worst that couldīve happened and I donīt want to speak out loud here. Without you all (three persons were there for me, holding me... you know who you are and maybe you donīt know what youīve done for me, but without you I would never ever found my way out of this hell) I donīt know, what wouldīve happen to me...
Have a bright and wonderful sunday you all and I hope you all are up for only good things
anna
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