My last letter written to love

You came when I needed you most
With unexpected words
I spend just one evening
So that with your hands you could touch my soul
No more than 100 words were enough
To want to connect my being with your magic
Killer of my demons
You managed to find inside me a great treasure
You know it belongs to you now
The heavens tremble when I ask you to embrace me and kiss me hard

Your I love you are my drug
With every kiss from your lips my soul explodes
You flood with joy any of my defeats
You absorb my suicidal thoughts when your hand touches me
I want to be your guardian when you feel alone
I will protect your body so that sadness does not absorb you.
Watching over your dream while imagining you are my wife
Hug you tightly when you feel your life is broken

He walks beside me, holding hands.
That loneliness and pain have already accompanied us
That life has become a real gift.
Since your arrival, the shades of gray have changed.
the rainbow I can see when I'm by your side

I wanted to write you something nice on a night of mourning
The best I could see were your photos on the floor.
Contemplating the blackness in your eyes and the length of your hair
Remembering how we flew above the skies
When you write with your soul
Nothing you expect more than calm to come
Waiting to see you lying on my bed
Waiting for the sound of alarms

Nightingales are the birds of destiny
Your hands cuddling me, in your chest my ear
Senses clueless with your voice, the most beautiful sound
That catches my emotions and turns to you all my heartbeats
You were my guide in my worst moments
You woke me up when I was more asleep than awake
I promised to be for you always and forever
I was hoping to be there when you felt you were absent
Now life is breaking us under the yoke of pain.
That's why there is my last letter written to love....

Photography by Thomas Listl