halt mich

Sheets

How could you keep pushing me away?

Let me go again and again?

Were you so sure that I would stay?

Were you just naive or terribly romantic?

Always this black or white.

All or nothing.

And yet something in between.

I just wanted to hold on to us.

Like your smell in my sheets.

(Artist's statement)

Part of the "Komm in mein Bettchen" series.