I was standing on a cliff and looked down.
Wet snow blew down from the sky.
I want only jump down and leave my life behind.
But then i remeber. I wrote a poem when I was a teenager and wanted the same, just like now.
I wish I could fly,
Fly like a bird,
And leave everything behind me.
I wish I could forget,
Start again at the beginning.
Forget all the suffering that overtook me.
I wish I could charm,
Me of bind the pain release,
Only banish all negativly things in my soul.
I wish I could laugh,
Laugh, as before, when I was happy,
Only falling and laughing.
I wish I could dream,
Dream from all the good,
Only hope and dream again.
I wish I could live,
Without all these mental binds, whose prevent me everything good.
Life and enjoy the here and now.
I was thinking about it and then i knew it: I can't jump. Everything would turn into good and I knew that I had to go to him and shrive my love to him.
Now, I am standing in front of his door and I am nervous as I go to the door and ring the bell.
He comes to the door and opens it.
"Remy!" he says surprised, "What are you doing here?"
"I...I'm here to...to tell you something," I say but I cannot look into his eyes.
He takes a step and now he is standing direct in front of me.
He lifts my hand and now I have to look into his dark shiny eyes.
"What? What do you want to tell me?"
"Foreman...It's...it's because the kiss...I felt something...it was...it was love," I say and turn my glance away from his.
I want to turn around and go away, but he is holding me back.
He took me in an embrace and kissed me on the head.
"I felt the same way," he smiles, but I cannot see it. "Come in. You're very wet, and I don't want, that you'll sick from the splashy snow.