Well that there is the Valentine's Day, otherwise I would have never dared to write you these lines.
Valentine's Day is a good day for cries of love. A day that makes it easier for me to talk about great feelings.
Since we know each other, nothing is the same as it used to be.
The butterflies in my stomach - I never thought they really existed -
and the anticipation of our next gathering dominate my feelings.
I really have to pull myself together, so I do not think of you continuously and build air locks.
I, being known for reason and logic, let me guide myself from my longings.
The bad thing about it is, I find it infinitely beautiful and I would like to hold this feeling forever forever.
This is precisely the danger, which is aware of me in spite of my beloved.
And yet every minute without you seems so endlessly long.
All I want is to spend time with you. How and where I do not care.
Headache DU, Headache WE! Everything else has become unimportant.
How can it be that a single person is so upset with my world, which until recently has still been ordered? Nice that it is.
I do not know yet if I really send this letter to you. He is so true and makes me so vulnerable.
I would balance with you on a rope without a net, even if I would lose the ground under my feet,
I would go with you without if but.
Fire, yes fire is the right expression, it can not blaze hot enough.
My desire for you is like the flames, which are getting what they need.
Do not try to extinguish this feeling with water, you will not make it and I hope you will not want it.
I do not know what love is, but I have at least an inkling about it through you.
Alone because of you I could become a poet!
I kiss you and give you my dreams to the day of love.