The Bridge

You were running..
exhausted..

almost giving up on the idea,
that you’d ever find water..

but then,
in this scary dark jungle
somehow..
you heard sounds..

OF WATERFALL!!

you ran towards it..
ran..
ran..
and ran..

then when you think you were near enough..
you saw right before you,
an uncertain wide abyss..
connected only by a thin, long and fragile wooden bridge..
almost broken, you couldn’t be sure,
whether you could reach the other end..
safely..

if you were to fall,
you didn’t know how bad you’d hurt..
you couldn’t estimate..
because from your point of view,
you still couldn’t see the bottom..

so would you go on
and step your feet on the bridge?

would you take the risk?

I was just about wanting to retreat..
but then He kissed me..
whispering courage on me..

and I remembered something,
“It’s better to regret something you did, than to regret something you never did!”

so now I say,
“I WILL”

The bridge,
I’ll take you on!

Heidelberg, January 23rd 2012
Jesica

My Heart’s Outcry (part 3)

Do you know that it’s so hard for me right now?
Do you know how many nights I’ve spent crying over you?
Do you know it?
Do you really know what you have done to me?
Do you really want me to get hurt this much?
Isn’t there even a little bit love for me left in your heart?
Isn’t there even a little bit hope left for me to stay by your side?
Don’t we love each other?
So why can’t we be together?

Why?

And do you think I am that strong?
Do you think I am OK right now?
How do you think I spend my day with?
How do you think I should move on?

Tell me!

Tell me!!

Tell me!!

Is there really really not even a little bit chance that we could be together again?
I promise you.. I’ll do better.. I’ll do well.. I’ll give in..
Just don’t leave me..
I don’t think I could really live like this..
I think my self is dying.. a little bit more with every clock ticking..

…
really..
can’t you come back?

Heidelberg, July 3rd, 2011
Jes

My Heart’s Outcry (part 2)

You used to be my honey..
sweet were you..
and a little bit bitter..
but you enriched this cup of hot milk of my life..
and now..
it’s bland..
and tasteless..

You used to be my baby..
your laugh brightened up my day..
and you lying in my arms was everything I needed..

always wanted to take care of you..
always wanted to see you..

hearing your voice was like pouring fresh water on my body after every long tiring day..
looking into your eyes always felt like.. dear, I am home..
inside your arms was the safest warmest place on earth..
and your smell.. was the air I breathed to live..

yet now..
you are nowhere to be found..

I thought..
I saw you.. but no, it was just my illusion..
I felt like..
I touched you.. but no, it was only the cold glas covering our picture..

it wasn’t you..

and I am alone here..
with all memories of us floating in my head..
crunching my heart.. bit by bit..

Heidelberg, July 3rd, 2011
Jes