The Administration Of Sadness

In a moment full of admiration I heart your lovely
voice. I think back and my heart
was full of sad astonishment.
Your glance will live eternally is my memories. The
wish to pick up the past conquers despair.
And your wistful eyes strengthen my hope to
be a part of your thoughts.
And your words left their marks into the sand and were
swallowed the ocean. And I try to hear them. To feel them and put them back
into your heart. The picture set by the sun begins
to fade but the seperation of these
days is our bond. And with the sound of beauty I became
silent. And with these sounds
a wave of relief flows through me hitting ma heart.
From there my power of my love
arises. But this source was buried by your pain.
The feeling of having tears on my
cheeks sets my pain free. Tears of my suffering which
mean nothing to you. Feelings
don't reach your heart anymore .
pictures in my heart that are painted like you. Every
day a part in me dies but my wounded heart will not
break. To live a love that takes
your life. Alone drowned in thoughts I devote myself to the memories.