Ein Teil

Every beginning ends at some point, but at some point it all came too quickly, too much together, that one slowly can't take it anymore. Forever is still quite a long time, I think that's it, farewell, until then. Something will definitely come, so please don't look at me like that. You are no longer interesting, but still hanging on the wall. The time with you was nice, but only the memory of it remains.

Sometimes I wish we had met later, but I just want you to know, you are and will remain.. for always a part of me, for always a part of me.

We haven't seen each other for a long time and everyone goes their own way. Others come and go through my mind, but it passes. You are doing well, no longer calling and I am no longer interesting. You two walk hand in hand, but damn, why does it bother me? I distract myself and don't think, damn I wonder what you're doing, what you see in him. I call you and you say:

Sometimes I wish we had met later, but I just want you to know, you are and will remain.. for always a part of me, for always a part of me.