By opening his heart, it was he who called the tragedy down upon em. For, for her it was plain obvious to see, these three words; I love you, would be a curse that brings nothing but sorrow and heartache for both. For in the depths of  the heart a storms lay hidden. But he, he was destined to ignore her warnings. 

And so, when with a single tear drop came the floods to drown em both, man stood prepared. For he had built a boat ready and she had her umbrella ...even if it was raining under it. 

And just as any storm would this one too eventually reach it´s end and during the calm it was the easiest thing to forget that the calm has claimed the lives of several sailors.

So secured by the calm and confident by himself, he never saw the sharks and she was gone. It must have been sheer faith in that old heart that still kept that boat floating any more.

For all hope seemed to be lost with her gone.

Eventually the faith was however lost also and then finally gave that little boat in under the weight of  the heart growing ever heavier day by day. For it was obvious for anyone to see that she was sleeping with the fishes now. 

And so slowly passed the days that felt like months and months that felt like years and years as long as decades in a starving solitude, when as if never gone she washed up on the shore of that little island he had called his home for all the time passed. Overwhelmed by joy he pulled her out of the waves.

 

To find out there was nothing but this desert island to keep these two strangers together anymore.

It was that extremely hot summer of 2007 when things started to fall apart. Or maybe things had been falling apart for a longer period of time and it had only gone unnoticed for me. It is hard to say what is the truth and I can´t remember so well anymore. Nevertheless it was that very very hot summer when you and me were too much apart already. Me occupied with my job out of town and you busy with your own stuff, I´m ashamed to admit now, I was never even too interested in knowing about. 

When we were together again you told me I looked good with the new muscles that I had got from working on a construction and I tell you, you look beautiful and thinner after that new diet of yours, not knowing that you have actually developed a eating disorder while I was gone over some shit I had said. And we would try to fix things with drunken sex with third parties during those sweaty nights together. 

And he roughs you up while I watch and I know that it get´s you off and you enjoy it. You tell me how good he is with his fingers and tongue and how good it feels to be taken like that. I love you and I don´t mind.

Only this one time something is wrong and you start crying.

and

I don´t know how to react.

Until my jealousy suddenly takes over.
 These feelings I didn´t know to exist they come pouring down like a violent rain. They rush through my heart, my arms and fists and everything I had kept suppressed  I now let flow out, through  my arms, my fists into this rope and  squeeze around his neck.
 I hope you feel better now my love, seeing the lengths I´m willing to go.