How do you know that someone is your friend? There is no answer to that question. You just know. It's like falling in love. There is no exact moment, no defined way. It just happens. Therefore...shouldn't we also call that certain instant "to fall in friendship"? Sounds quiet pretty.

I look in the mirror
and see a wonderful girl
with big brown eyes and short brown hair
I smile, what a contagious smile
I can't help but smile even broader
I muster my body
I think of all the perfect thin models
and embrace myself out of joy for not looking like them
I love all my weird habits
as well as my beautiful
character traits
and I love the fact that I'm
completely unperfect.
I appreciate everything
my life offers for me,
I am grateful for every instant
I am able to enjoy my surroundings.
I have to admit
I have fallen
deeply in love
with myself.

We start from nothing
And spring from dreams
Reaching through dimensions
And time.
I stand like a rock
Rooted to the earth beneath my feet
Know this place
Own this space
Whilst possessing nothing at all
Still I fly
Pondering reality
Dreaming with clarity
Knowing only
Love survives all.

When two people meet - no matter if they are strangers or friends - two whole life stories connect. And for a moment these two people create another part - an equal part - together. Later on they continue living their lives, meeting other people and like this sharing another instant of mutual storytelling.

it may be the right person
a shivering in your body
and a feeling you can't forget
but when the time isn't right
all that
doesn't matter
everything you might imagine,
you hope for
needs the approval
of the whole universe,
of time

exhausted
but happy
there is no energy
left in my body
and yet so much
to do
today I gave so much
and yet
do they expect so
much more
how on earth is anybody
ever
going to fulfill all that?
at least I'm proud of what
I achieved.

To enjoy the moment between
pleasant anticipation
and beautiful memories.
That’s what I call art.