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He's smart, he's brave, I admire him. He's powerful. He's a star. And he's generous, oh, so generous. He's loving, he's caring, he's thoughtful. And sometimes he gets really red. It is very easy to tell when he's nervous. He's intelligent and romantic and very, very kind. And he has a very strong sense of justice. He turns his head to the side when he sings high notes. He's very clear on what he likes or dislikes. He's a great organizer. He's the cutest when he says 'hola'. He's a great teacher. He's dedicated. He's definitely boyfriend and husband material. He's fucking handsome. And he was always happy to see me.

And I loved him a little, and he loved me a little.

And now we grow apart and I'm grateful for the time we spent together. Sometimes he visits my tought- rollercoaster and I smile, and then ähm, and then laugh a little. I'm happy about what I learnt about myself during our relationship and I am proud of us, as the team we were. And I'm curious of what the future has in store for him.

'He is like the heart of the group' said his best friend about him. And for that is this post named this way. And I hope our paths meet again someday.