an dich!

- And where's the man who knows how to make 'the' days? -

I wondered this very morning.

Then I realized he's always around, he travels right into my heart, next to my father, among all of my friends and between the tiny, little lines. No matter he's not with me, nor is he mine. I carry what he gave to me in myself. And there's no force on earth that can possibly take that away from me.

And I could continue then, making the day on my own.