Story:

Anyone who knows me, knows two things, that each of my stories consists of an introduction, an unraveling and an ending, and that everything has its own story. Over the years, I realized that both of these things are genetically inherited from grandma – so we are “blaming” her. So, the introduction. While I was talking to Melita about this, I asked her, so how will I manage to find just one specific moment? When did I know? In which moment? It was difficult for me because it seems to me that this part of me has always existed. Fortunately, those who talk a lot probably forget, so they must have it written down. And so I found a written poem in my teenage diary called:

Wanting & Wanted – I love you

I opened my eyes.
When you open your eyes, I mean really, open your soul to others
Life gets easier, much easier.
There are days when I feel alone trapped in that box
But when a friend reaches for my hand
And I take it
She shows me that light I’ve been searching for a while
Even just her smile makes me feel better
When we’re together the doors open
And with a step further you know that everything is gonna be okay
Just that one person can show you that
All it takes is a phone call or better yet
A smile beneath that red lipstick.

26.12.2007. u 22:45

*Note: for the sake of the integrity of this opportunity, I have retained everything in its original form as found in the diary.

**Note: on the same day before the song I have written “Omg I actually started liking girls”.