I realize it’s not just Willem I’m looking for; it’s Lulu too.
You talked to me, but you didn’t. I could see you having these two-sided conversations. The things you wanted to say to me. And the words that actually came out.
Stains are even worse when you're the only one who can see them.
Even going to jail would be easy compared to losing you.
I realize then that it's not enough to know what someone is called. You have to know who they are.
I`m surrounded by people and feel alone.