When will I see you again?
You left with no goodbye, not a single word was said
No final kiss to seal any seams
I had no idea of the state we were in

I know I have a fickle heart and a bitterness
And a wandering eye, and a heaviness in my head

But don't you remember?
Don't you remember?
The reason you loved me before,
Baby, please remember me once more

When was the last time you thought of me?
Or have you completely erased me from your memory?
I often think about where I went wrong
The more I do, the less I know

But I know I have a fickle heart and a bitterness,
And a wandering eye, and a heaviness in my head

But don't you remember?
Don't you remember?
The reason you loved me before,
Baby, please remember me once more,

Gave you the space so you could breathe,
I kept my distance so you would be free,
And hoped that you find the missing piece
To bring you back to me

Why don't you remember?
Don't you remember?
The reason you loved me before,
Baby, please remember you used to love me,

When will I see you again?

one night of love, nothing more nothing less, one night of love to put my head in a mess

you can't choose who you fall in love with...

...that’s why they call it falling in love.
maybe you don’t want to,
or never thought you were going to.
you just fall.

:D Ein kleiner Trost dafür, dass Rafa heute bei den Australien Open ausgeschieden ist..

HILARIOUS!!! (1:10 Rafa: what, what are you...?? :D :D)

♥ my record of the year

Gibt es etwas Untröstlicheres als den Verlust eines wertvollen Menschens?

Gibt es etwas Tröstlicheres als die Erinnerung an ihn?

source

You've seen the days when the roads were death,
And the fires burned right to the brim,
And the bike you rode to school now it rests,
And your story began.

You read your fair share of books,
You tied your lace a thousand times,
And you saw the good in the worst of the crooks,
And your story began.

The sun it burnt so I jumped right in,
I felt the cold sea kiss my skin,
I turned around and you were gone,
And I'm thinking of you, thinking of you.

Old friend, where you headed, for now.

Window frames hold pictures of you,
And the tree outside appears on end,
And you'd seen the good in the seam of the crop,
And your story began.

The sun it burnt so I jumped right in,
I felt the cold sea kiss my skin,
I turned around and you were gone,
And I'm thinking of you, can't stop thinking of you.

Old friend, where you headed, for now.

When it hurts to look back, and you're scared to look ahead, you can look beside you and your best friend will be there.

source unknown

I try to talk to you, but I don't know what to say. I am afraid you don't want me to say

anything. So I don't. But inside of me there are words waiting to come out. And tell you

how I feel. Like how I miss you. And how I love you despite my broken heart. And how

I need you in my life. And especially how much I want you. But those words may forever

stay in my heart - locked inside. Sometimes I wonder if there are words locked inside you

too. But I'll never know.

(text: andaherzt, photo: weheartit)

I don’t understand why every time I see a picture of you, my heart stops and you take my breath away.
Each time.
I’m not supposed to feel this way about you anymore, I’m not.
It’s been so many years but it seems you still have a part of my heart.
I don’t know if you even think about me every once in a while or feel something whenever you see my face.
Part of me hopes you do, which is bad.
I still have hope and I have been unaware of that or simply been trying hard to avoid that fact.

(text:lelove, photo:weheartit)

(via zwllingsherz)

Gaspard Ulliel ♥

(photo 1: weheartit, 2: thekillingmoon)

His hair, falls perfectly without him trying. His eyes, shine perfectly when he’s smiling. He took my perfume, sprayed it on himself and said, “so I can smell of you”. I melted. I never really wanted to think I was in love with him, I just thought I want what I cant have, but no, now I know without a shadow of a doubt. I’m in love with him, and if it’s possible to love someone more everyday, I love him more everyday. I hate him. I hate him so much, I loathe his being. And yet I cant help myself, i'm like putty in his hands, I want to hug him, kiss him, hold his hand, I want to feel the beat of his heart, his warm touch next to mine. And yet all of these things are impossible. For now. I’ve set myself a goal, I’m not going to give up without a fight. I know that at least if I don’t give up, I will be able to accept defeat if the time comes, if I try my very hardest. But I know that in the end, you can't make someone love you. So I’ll wait. Always.

(text: lelove, photo source: unknown)

I'm out on my own

Making my way

Trying to be someone

That I can be proud of one day

I'm out on my own

Doing it my way

I'm doing this my own way

(Jack Savoretti)

Eines der wundervollsten Musik Abende mit meiner lieben Freundin Kass ♥

Jack Savoretti @ Jazz Club Soho

While we have oceans
Rivers that still bring us life
Reasons to live in the moment
Hold onto your time

Let your heart go where the wind takes it
Pure like the raindrops of time
Follow the path where it takes you
Straight down the line

Ladies and Gentlemen
Surely we're here in mind
Watching our spirits dance on the
On the backs of our lives

How can one sit back and dream it
I'd have no peace in my life
Climbing these walls in an hourglass
Prized in our strife

And I have seen worlds filled with wonder
Lost on my own lonely mile
Lessons I wish I had mirrored
Time after time

Come fill up your souls with our blessings
Hold up your hands to the sky
Let the whole world know you're out there
High in our highs

Mein Papsi

Als Ergebnis unserer Inspiration ist das hier entstanden. Doro war so motiviert zusammen ein Bild zu kreieren, womit wir dann beim diesjährigen Gemälde Wettbewerb in der National Portrait Gallery gewinnen werden. :D Wir haben uns eine super Story überlegt, die mit Papa und Musik und mir zu tun hat, aber als ich dann mit meiner Zeichnung fertig war und wir eigentlich mit Farben etwas ganz verrücktes, kreatives starten wollten, waren wir nicht mehr so mutig, alles zu "zerstören". Somit bleibt es zuerst einmal unfertig. Bin mir aber nicht sicher, ob es bleibt. Doro hat mich da wirklich mal auf ne Idee gebracht :)

And the new year begins as funny as it ended.

Einige zauberhafte Tage mit meiner lieben Doro in meinem wiedereroberten London.. mit der leckersten Pizza der Welt, spätbeginnenderabertrotzdemtoller Gitarrenmusik im gemütlichen Pub, Regen, inspirierender Kunst, dem leckeresten Sushi der Welt, plötzlichem Rausschmiss aus einem Gebäude (alle Menschen natürlich!), noch mehr inspirierender Kunst (und weniger inspirierender Kunst), einem ekeligen Vampir Horrorstreifen (ekeliger für Doro als für mich:)) und ganz ganz ganz ganz viel Spass!! ♥♥

blow me home take me in hold me close

2011.

A new year, a new beginning, a fresh start and change,

four things most and many people say.

Thing is when it comes around... it’s just the same old thing,

just a different day in a different year,

and you're still there,

in my memories,

in my dreams,

in my heart.

quote: lelove