Trume und Mrchen waren ihr eigentlicher Lebensinhalt dachte ich jetzt. Deshalb hat sie sich auch umgebracht dachte ich weil ein Mensch der nur Trume und Mrchen sich zu seinem Lebensinhalt gemacht hat in dieser Welt nicht berleben kann nicht berleben darf dachte ich.

I had a dream about you. You were wearing Sylvester Stallones sneer as pants but his lips were saggy on your legs so you had to wear a mustache as a belt.

I had a dream about you. I was sitting on your couch relating my succession of ideas on subconscious influence. I asked you what they meant and you told me that free associations were a bad way to advance my political career.

I had a dream about you. The ice melted so quickly in our relationship that I didnt even have a chance to tell you I loved you. So I just sat there alone slurping up what was left of us in a straw.

I had a dream about you. No words were exchanged but we spoke with our eyes. My eyes said I love you while your eyes told me Im asleep. You always were more romantic than me.

I had a dream about you. You were the lead guitarist in a band with no voice and you were holding auditions for lead singer. Everybody in line in front of me and behind me was a mime so I felt confident Id get the gig. I felt my performance was excellent like Axl Rose meets Rosie ODonnell but no you felt a person who sings in silence would make a better front man for your band.

I had a dream about you. You wanted to go skydiving and I said Lets try to rent Greg Louganis to be our coach. You said it was two different kinds of diving and I knew what you meant. We are heterosexual and Greg is a homosexual. Though I was disappointed you didnt want Greg as our coach I was glad you always have sex on your mind.

I had a dream about you. You were 1882 and I was 1982. You said you were older and I replied that I was taller. Still for being a midget you were pretty good at basketball.

I had a dream about you. You were an escalator and I was a flight of stairs. You thought I was a Luddite and I thought I was as ostrich because I hadnt figured out how to put the fly in flight. One day you broke down and then you saw that you and I werent so different after all.

I had a dream about you. We were trying to come up with a hashtag to market our relationship. I suggested fourlipsonekiss and twomouthsonevoice but you went with something confusing like idontloveyou and wearenotinarelationship.