Friday, 24 June 2011

How can I keep smiling when you won't be around to make me?
You can't outrun the world - but you can always try

It does make me feel strange, you know?
How can I feel so small in this big world when everyone else are just as small as me?
I want to encourage him to stay.
But it might just make everything worse.
Please, just let me feel in control for once in my life. Everything seems to tumble down around me when I finally think I've found something good.
Something that'll last.
I have to make a move, take a chance.
But how can I do that when I think it'll ruin it all?

You really made me smile

Tuesday, 28 September 2010

Yndlingsstedet

Græsset er grønt og en smule afsvedent i spidserne, fordi solen har bagt i mange timer.
Jeg ser ud over grunden, ser havet der er uroligt. Kæmpestore bølger slår mod stranden og lyden af skumsprøjt fylder mine ører.
Jeg vender mig om og ser ud over markerne, som har den klare blå himmel over sig og de nyfødte kalve løber overstadigt rundt efter de små fugletræk, som svæver over himlen.
Så kigger jeg på huset, Drejet, med dets hvidkalkede mure og mørkerøde vinduesrammer og tagspær. Til højre for mig er bakken, med den røde bænk, hvor vi så mange gange har set solnedgang. Jeg kan se toppen af tanghytterne, hvis drivtømmer er medtaget af vind og vejr og til sidst ser jeg hybenbuskene med deres smukke blomster.

- Jeg tænker, at intet sted er bedre end dette.

Sunday, 26 September 2010

I imagine myself standing on a road. On both sides I see big beautiful fields with grass and sunflowers, the sun feels hot on my neck and shoulders. I try to figure out if I should really do this? Should I really begin my journey towards the world on this day... this day of grief. And that's when I realise that I will never be able to come back home if I don't begin this journey now. This is my quest and I have to go now so I won't get stuck in this place where nothing happens.
That's when I take the first step on this endless road. Or at least that's what it seems to be. Endless, but the smell of the hot asphalt gives me the courage to wander on into what feels like eternity.