When nothing compares.
You know, little one. Yesterday got to know a really pretty and sweet girl. And it was nice. But I realized that there was something missing, that there is something I treasure that I can't easily put in words. I can not describe it. She also had a great and beautiful energry. But it wasn't yours. And I went home alone and I was happy. I think I am simply not ready. I think I still look for you. And mostly I find you in the warmth of my bed, alone. Another girl brought me to my flat last time and she held me in her arms that night. In that moment it was okay, cause it was simply the nearness I felt. But as soon as I saw her after I woke up I started thinking why it doesn't feel good. Later I was disgusted by myself. And yeah, I miss you. You who's nearness felt always so wonderful to me, you with who'm I havn't thought about anything. Simply you and the way you are. Grunge Girl, Queen, Emporess, loving and protection goddess of the fallen angels. I miss you. You with your smile, you how you laugh at me cause I am rediculous, you how you are talking to the bag of chips to gain my trust again, after I thought the aliens wanna get me.
