Now...
It's okay, you told me.
Told me all those days. Told me when I've been trying to bring us in an situation that is not ok.
Always told me, that it's alright.
What am I?
Have I been the first to ask you ever?
Well, at least it's been my first time, that talking, that hours; I remember the evening when I've been jumping through the house, knew you are there, knew you do not make fun of me, knew it's alright. It was alright to very long, but now, those days I am talking to you the way I don't mind, don't mind what you think of me and it's feeling good.
It feels so very good, feels so light-weight to talk like there is no tomorrow.
Talk like I don't bother.
I don't, do I? I do. I do bother for sure, but there's no hope no more. And that's why I do feel as light-weight as I should. Forget those times, remember the good ones, forget the times you have been crying beneath the window. I don't cry for anyone, haven't for years, since my grandma died I haven't cried, and I won't ever cry again.
I'm no human anymore; why do I write this shit? Nothing of this is true, but well, at least I'm practising the Englisch language. Fine.
Bye.

Die Zeit der Hoffnung ist vorbei, das macht mich frei mit dir zu sprechen, wie ich es immer gerne getan hätte: Als Freund. Hoffnung schlummert denoch tief vergraben in meiner Seele, aber nun unhebbar. Gut.
Ich habe andere Gedanken, und die verheißen Glück. Glück :)). Aber jetzt, ich hab's mir nicht erarbeitet, aber ich hab's verdient. Den einen Tag muss es geben;
Und es erscheint mit gut und richtig.

Ich bin das Alpha und das Omega.
Adieu.