Die Wohnung von Tim de Winter

Re: Die Wohnung von Tim de Winter

Aber wie kann ich das wissen?! *seufzend auf's Bett setze*
Ich weiß nicht ... ob ich weiterhin mit dir zusammen wohnen kann ...
*ihn ansehe* Sei ehrlich ... du trinkst öfters und ziehst mich mit rein.
Du quatschst und schwatzt ... und meistens auch über private Dinge.
Ich ... ich ... *weiß nicht, wie ich es ausdrücken soll*

         
                             I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when hope was high and life worth living ...
                      I dreamed that love would never die! I dreamed that God would be forgiving!
                                            Then I was young and unafraid. Dreams were made and used and wasted!
                             There was no ransom to be paid. No song unsung, no wine untasted!

Re: Die Wohnung von Tim de Winter

Das heißt also, du willst nicht mehr meine beste Freundinn sein?
*aufsteh und mic anzieh*
Nur weil uns beiden ein dummer Fehler passiert ist?

Re: Die Wohnung von Tim de Winter

Es geht mir nicht um diesen dummen Fehler ...
*seufze* Es geht mir darum, dass ich nicht weiß,
ob ich jetzt einfach so weiter machen kann,
als wäre er nie geschehen. *aufstehe und seufzend
meine Kleider vom Boden aufsammele*

         
                             I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when hope was high and life worth living ...
                      I dreamed that love would never die! I dreamed that God would be forgiving!
                                            Then I was young and unafraid. Dreams were made and used and wasted!
                             There was no ransom to be paid. No song unsung, no wine untasted!

Re: Die Wohnung von Tim de Winter

Natürlich können wird das.
Morgen lachen wir schon drüber!

Re: Die Wohnung von Tim de Winter

Du vielleicht ... aber ich nicht ... *seufzend sein Zimmer verlasse*

         
                             I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when hope was high and life worth living ...
                      I dreamed that love would never die! I dreamed that God would be forgiving!
                                            Then I was young and unafraid. Dreams were made and used and wasted!
                             There was no ransom to be paid. No song unsung, no wine untasted!

Re: Die Wohnung von Tim de Winter

Okay, ich werde mr dann wohl was eigenese suchen müssen...
*mich weiter anzieh*

Re: Die Wohnung von Tim de Winter

*seufzend am nächsten Nachmittag von der McKinley High komme*
//Zum Glück konnte ich Tim heute aus dem Weg gehen//
*meine Jacke ausziehe und mich schließlich auf die Couch setze*

         
                             I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when hope was high and life worth living ...
                      I dreamed that love would never die! I dreamed that God would be forgiving!
                                            Then I was young and unafraid. Dreams were made and used and wasted!
                             There was no ransom to be paid. No song unsung, no wine untasted!

Re: Die Wohnung von Tim de Winter

*hierherkomm*
*klingel*

   

Now you told me on a Sunday that it wasn't gonna work. I tried to cry myself to sleep 'cause it was supposed to
hurt. We sat next to the fire as the flame was burning out. I knew what you were thinkin' before you'd say it aloud.
Don't say you're sorry 'cause I'm not even breaking. You're not worth the time that this is taking. I knew better than
to let you break my heart. This soul you'll never see again, won't be showing scars. You still love her, I can see it in
your eyes. The truth is all that I can hear every time you lie.

Re: Die Wohnung von Tim de Winter

*aufhorche* //Klingelte es gerade?// *panisch werde beim Gedanken,
dass es vielleicht mein Mitbewohner sein könnte* //Er würde aber
nicht klingelt.// *seufzend aufstehe und zur Wohnungstür gehe*
//Wer wird es wohl sein?// *durch den Spion blicke und öffne*
Sara? Was machst du denn hier? *gar nicht meine Schwester erwartet habe*

         
                             I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when hope was high and life worth living ...
                      I dreamed that love would never die! I dreamed that God would be forgiving!
                                            Then I was young and unafraid. Dreams were made and used and wasted!
                             There was no ransom to be paid. No song unsung, no wine untasted!

Re: Die Wohnung von Tim de Winter

Hi Syd^^
*grins*
Mir war langweilig
*sie umarm*

   

Now you told me on a Sunday that it wasn't gonna work. I tried to cry myself to sleep 'cause it was supposed to
hurt. We sat next to the fire as the flame was burning out. I knew what you were thinkin' before you'd say it aloud.
Don't say you're sorry 'cause I'm not even breaking. You're not worth the time that this is taking. I knew better than
to let you break my heart. This soul you'll never see again, won't be showing scars. You still love her, I can see it in
your eyes. The truth is all that I can hear every time you lie.