He speaks Deutch

 I have fallen into a trap of what human's call "Love." 
A love that is obsessive and greedy.
The poison of this feeling is like Houdini is playing Chopin's pieces in classical piano. 
He's lies sounds so tantalizing in my ears. 
I have fallen and lost my senses was deluded with fantasy that is not real but a smoke of bubble dreams. 
His voice is so deep that makes me crazy. 
His few replies are making me even crazier. 
The push and pull are keeping me alive but not for long. 
I woke up in the delusion of dreams 
And once more listen to my heart. 
Then the smoke disappears and Here I AM, now. 
listening to the rhythm of my heart that anything that is possessing would not stay for long. 
The feelings gone. 
A fleeting moment has gone by. 
Just passing by. 
I hope he heals himself from the depths of his intellectual mind that his heart screams for help. 
drenched in piled judgments of how he sees the world. 
From the bottom of my heart I thank him for realizing my essence and that is worth to share to someone who is open to love freely and fiercely. 

"It is what it is."
"Es ist was es ist."

The unbearable lightness of being. 

The only thing I wanted is "We will not cross path in this existence." 
May your soul flourish in other forms. 
Thy will be done, my love. 

Ich liebe das Leben
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