Sometimes... actually often... I think about the time we had on top of that mountain.
The last one we have been together.
My favourite mountain... not very well known, rough and impressive.
Sitting next to you, feeling the warmth of your body, holding your hand... just you and me.
Silence, we have never needed many words to understand each other.
It hurts even more, knowing this time is gone and will most likely not come back.
But sometimes you need to let go of the illusion that it could have been or will be any different...
10/28/2018 07:35:25 pm
So schön. Vielleicht schaffen wir's mal zusammen auf eine Tour.
10/30/2018 03:30:43 pm
It kinda hurts reading your posts, makes me feel my heart is broken too. I’m sorry you have to feel this way but trust me in the end it will be ok.
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