I remember like it was yesterday.
I was nine and it felt like
the world was spinning
without me.
I was nine
and I had this ache within me.
A longing.
I fell in love before
I had the chance to get to know my heart.
And this ache just grew stronger.
Like a sickness taking controll of every inch of my soul
And body.
I promised myself to give all of me.
Everything I had.
I'm thirtyfive and i'm still sick in love.
With your soil.
Your sun.
Your mountains
And every little thing,
that grows,
that breathes
on you.
I'm thirtyfive, and
I have this ache within me
I still don't understand why you can not belong to me.