JoachimderZweite


I never visit The Wall. Some names are carved in my heart and that is enough. I still hear their voices and when I walk in the rain and lights shine in the wet I see them again. I am not what I was. I am incapable of love. I do not seek friendship. I am not the same. I have not recovered. I have not moved on, The years have passed but it is always just yesterday. I like to sit down with a cup of coffee and a pastry in the French Bakery around the corner. I watch the people and the cars outside. I like the sound of children.I like trees and birds and grass. I am awash with memory. I am always sad but I have no tears. .