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When we say love
We know
That death is stronger than love
That love is sad
Deathly sad
and cannot be otherwise
For all love seeks eternity
and that can never be.
Love is as strong as death.
This notion
I never believed.
And remembering didn't help
It is deathly sad.
Nor the flowers
Your flowers, our flowers
That you arranged for me.
Because they are your picture
And you are no longer there.
That there is no longer you
Is unimaginable
Imaginable is only
That there is no longer me
And you will be there
not only in memory
which is only a picture
But in the things and events
That you liked
In your room
The small cows
Your jewellery and your clothing
The little statutes
The garden stool
It will all stay as it is and as it was
I will change nothing
The sadness stays
With the love
Until there is no longer me either. |
