Do you remember our first night? When you hold me in your arms so tight, Even though the moon wasn't bright, It was the only place where I felt right. Do you remember my scent? And I do miss your accent, I still remember the day you went. When you left, was it in your best intent? Did you already get your degree? I never had something to disagree, If I knew beforehand, or could somehow foresee, That I will be asking mysel...

When I think of you and the way you speak, it makes me feel that our love is unique. When I think of you and your perfect physique, my heart melts, and my knees grow weak. The way you lay beside me in your sleep, I love our conversations because they're so deep. When your hand touches my figure, every time, my love grows bigger. When I lay on top of you and take in your scent, And you speak to me in your sexy accent. When...

Sometimes you're wet, sometimes you're dry. Sometimes you sweat, sometimes you cry. When I look at your face. When you kiss me with a hasty pace. When you walk with such grace. When you hug me in a deep embrace. Even when you punch me, even when I bleed because of you. Even when I try to let you be, even then, my love is still true. And you hurt me so much, and we never stay in touch. And you don't love me the same way, a...

I was twenty-three and just had a hard breakup with my boyfriend. I had decided to distract myself a bit and go on vacation for a few weeks at my aunt's place in the southern region of Germany. It was a peaceful time, but also, quite boring. There was nothing much to do. No clubs in the area, and no place to meet people my age. The days came and went until one interesting evening that turned my views completely around. I...