And there he was, looking at me, with unjustified uncertainty.
Heartbeats make heartwaves.
I fell in music with you.
Even though you are not near, the echoes of love interfere.
I identify by love. I am... in love with this amazing man.
How you make me feel alive, and wanted = biological sense times one hundred.
Be it the start, or an ending, I see us on love soft-landing.
Handsome as ever, he's my Armie Hammer.
To your heart - I searched long, but... apparently - there's no shortcut.
I wonder if I'm still allowed to dream and to daydream about you.
Directions to infinity lead me to you, and you to me.
Two things I'm addicted to: having good ideas, and you.
With you I'd drink bubble tea, wouldn't mind that it is too Gen Z.
Starry sky or sparkling tonic, love's both cosmic and atomic.
Don't hit others. Tell them instead: how you have hit the jackpot with them.
I've civilised my manner: "Accept!" (And wait forever...)
Even if we aren't, and weren't, can you feel the love inherent?
Let us just treat it as a fact: you are extraordinarily perfect.
If I learn your language... properly, will you feel the feels you feel... for me?
If you'll ask what perfect is, I'll say - pointing at you - this.
What a huge pillar of my world you are!
Love may be complex, I agree, but this love is the love that love should be.
There is this little voice in me, asking: Aren't we? Weren't we?
The guy I have the lowest chance with? It's you, and not someone like Brad Pitt.
Feeling kind of empty.... non-biochemically.
Give me access to your love: send, link, share… and open up.
Our contract is love.
Caution! Heart may break when open.
He smiled at me so randomly.
Where flawed laws hinder me, love flows tenderly.
Am I by myself so rich in love, or was that you to top me up?
(In 2 languages:)
Beauty to life is a fraction, but your imperfection is perfection.
Az élet a szépséghez képest egy tört, de a tökéletlenség sokszor tökéletességet ölt.
In this love, where I am home, impossibility has died unknown.
In der Liebe, der sie waren, Unmöglichkeit starb unbegraben.
Vágyam tárgya, te! De... életem: a B tervem.
My desire's object, you! But I got life number two...
(In 3 languages:)
When fairytales are not enough // You can get high on life and love
Azon flesselsz, szép az élet // Felülmúlja a meséket
Seien Märchen nicht genug // Fühl' dich an dem Leben berauscht
Emlékek: semmiség // A lélek: továbblép
Erinnerungen wiegen nichts // In dem nächsten Seelen-Schritt
Memories of the soul // Weigh nothing, it moves on