PROLOGUE
„Love me, like no one has ever hurt you before“. Hate me, like i am acid rain. Hold me, like a mother holds her child. Save me, like a sailor saves his boat. „Love me. Hate me. Hold me. Save Me“

DEAR LIV IVY,
i can feel you. Even if an unsound wooden bridge disconnects us since 22 years. I know everything is uncertain as 2 different feathers adorn your hair. One of it so tender and silken. Transparent like the crystalline wing of the sparrow i saw today. The other one as black as pitch. Windswept and soaked with rain. I know, everything is uncertain. My heart met my thoughts (and) my thoughts followed my veins. My veins guided my inner rivers to my hands and my hands opened a pen to drown the paper in ink. Those lines should be vehicles transporting my hurt, thoughts and feelings but i guess they are as featureless as a bottle message eaten by a RIP-curl. Anyways. I will try, i will try, i will try, I will try to reach you.