GabyLife keeps moving, the minutes just race, Like a train speeding down the track. Its roads and its paths can be steep and rough, But life goes on – and we have to keep up.
And in those seconds, even younger than minutes, Your life quietly slips on by: It gets further away – you just get older, With mountains of mistakes and oceans of tears.
And you live your life without realizing How much five minutes can really mean! Only at the very end, you understand That you can never get the past back…
How much you could have fixed! How much you could have done differently! But time doesn’t let us Break its rules.
December 27, 1996
Such a Shame
Such a shame that this day is over, And that there was something I didn’t find, And that I didn’t run into the one I was waiting for so faithfully.
A shame I couldn’t do it, that I didn’t wait, A shame I sinned and didn’t forgive, That I gave something to the wrong person, And took something from someone else.
And everything feels wrong, just not right. Time flew by so fast. It’s all in the past: the sadness, the sorrow. And I just feel a little sorry for myself…
But maybe, back then, The time just wasn’t right for it? And so now, I don’t regret at all That I was young and bold back then.
November 15, 1997
I look at the sky – and I see the sea. Mysterious, and not unkind. The sea breathes with freedom, That’s where my whole soul is trying to go.
The sweet air, the waters of the sky, And the exciting sound of the surf. Somewhere, the waves are whispering quietly, Talking amongst themselves.
I miss the sea so much! Where there’s no suffocating indifference. I would give my life to the sea, To never know a moment of peace.
February 11, 1999
First Love
Do you remember your first love, The one you kept safe in your childhood heart? And how you loved every gesture, every look, And how you were happy about everything?
Love… so needed back then! So beautiful and sweet! A dream of a word, a glance, a friendship. And you didn’t need anything else!
That’s all first love is. It’s all the first sweet dream. Like childhood, first love – It leaves and never comes back.
May 28, 1997
Why do we need good and evil? So that we can learn how to choose. Why are we given the weight of stupid fights? So that we can learn how to give in.
Why are we given pain that brings tears to our eyes? So that we can learn how to stand our ground. Why are we given strength? So that we can learn how to win.
Why are we given colors? So that we can learn to tell things apart. Why are we given lies and flattery? So we can learn not to betray.
Why do we live so far from each other? So we can learn how to find one another. Why are we given separation? So we can learn how to cherish what we have.
But you only need to remember one thing: None of this is given to us for no reason. It’s so we don’t have to ask: “What did I do to deserve this?”
January 11, 1998
