i still don't know
if you were my spring breeze
or my snow storm
my morning coffee
or my damn first cigarette
my favourite song
or the worst silent of my life
my remedy
or deep howling
my exclamation mark
or just another comma
my very bestfriend
or a stranger
my plain harmony
or my endless hustle and bustle
my idyll
or you were my madness
but actually, i wish you were even something
of mine