Waiting… loving…
sit by the window…look
cut off extra dates from the calendar
and then wander…
flee…
run away from yourself
and meet the night on the windowsill again
and be quiet…
to cherish hope
and he won’t come…
he has too much of you
and you are nowhere
and you are nowhere
how quickly I managed to break you…
…you have to sleep at night…
…you have to sleep at night…