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I had hoped for it, longed for it, gone crazy about it, had sleepless nights about it.. but only with that kiss did i know it: she felt the same.

In my head... ... continue the rhyme in the comments

She blew his mind

the relationship that never was.

I wanna cry and I wanna love
But all my tears have been used up
On another love, another love

Lyrics by @tompeterodell

hey boy i gotta say i’m in the mood for a little bit more than that

Our lovemaking was like breakfast without coffee. So i made my own espresso.

S01E12 (finale)

so once, late after a party, i ran after her. she was already halfway across the bridge when i reached her. surprised, she turned. i picked her up, looked into her dark brown eyes, closed mine and pressed my lips against hers. the seconds that followed would follow me for years. she smiled. i did too. „good night“, she said, looking deeply into my eyes with her head tilted to the side, still with that same smile on her lips. „good night“, i said, knowing that playing games was over and something new had just begun.


She would whisper something into my ear, kiss me on the cheek and then walk away. But no, this wasn’t a goodbye. This was an invitation to play.


Then i saw her, Lollita.
“Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta. She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita.“
Words from Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov


How do you know, how are you supposed to know if she’s the one? Is there “the one”? I pass so many people on the streets every day and most of them are just silhouettes in the wind. I see a crowd but not the people. So i can’t recognize anyone. But what if my “one” was in there somewhere? How can i find her? Or is she looking for me? What if i don’t find her? What will happen if i don’t end up with “the one”? If i end up with someone else? And when i’m with someone, how can i tell whether she’s “the one”? How can i be sure? I mean god there’s so many people! So many possibilities! How can i know if i didn’t meet them all? But i also learned that people change over time and so do i and i think that’s a good thing but does that also change who is “the one” for me? Does my “one” hide between different faces at different times? They tell me that i will feel it when i meet “the one”.. but what if i don’t? How can i feel something that i have never felt before and interpret it correctly? What if i misinterpret a feeling? How many chances do i get? Will i have to compare my life, how it all could have been, with a scenario had i met “the one”? Will i forever regret my choice, will i always question my choice on the smallest conflicts and interpret her as not being “the one”? Or have i met her already? Did i let her go? And am i now cursed to keep looking, never realizing my curse? Or is “the one” just something someone made up, someone who was madly in love with someone she had or didn’t have but wanted to have or couldn’t have or had but didn’t realize it until it was too late? I keep asking all these questions not realizing that maybe all that isn’t that important and that i should just live and not conduct schrödinger’s cat thought experiments with love.


And whenever i needed someone, i was lucky to have someone.

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