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In my head

Blogby Anna-Lisa La Rocca

This article was originally published in German. The English version is an automatic translation and may contain errors. The German original is authoritative.

In my head  
you dance to Italian music  

In my head  
you ask for more pasta, even though we still have three courses ahead of us 

In my head  
you win every card game and have three jokers in your hand 

In my head  
you know the best deal  

In my head  
you sing Feliz Navidad throughout the whole Christmas season  
And  
you run through the streets of Naples full of joy once more 

In my head you are happiest  
when we are all together (or Bayern win) 
on the beach in the sun  
a cap on your head 
sunglasses on 
a colourful polo shirt  
laughing.  

In my head  
all of that makes me sadder than it makes me happy 

In my head  
everything I want to forget collects  
that I want to grasp before it slips through my fingers 

In my head  
I cannot imagine not knowing how you speak, how you sound and how you laugh In my head  
there are a thousand questions that were never asked and now no one can answer  

In my head  
the place at the head of the table is not empty 

Because in my head  
you are there and look at me and that makes it a little less difficult  

In my head  
I am doing quite well, because you are a part of my life.