I'm so very, very tired, I'm hallucinating bugs.
I'm having little microsleeps and when I do,
I'm thinking, thinking, no, I'm dreaming—I'm dreaming about you.

Remembering when we hugged when you left,
hoping we can kiss each other's cheeks again.
Even though you live across the pond,
I am very sure that I am very fond
of you…
of you…
of you…
of you…

You care for me, you counselled me
when I was seriously gonna do
some stupid self-destructive things
like that, yeah, I had some stupid thoughts.

I'm so damn glad you were my partner
even though we decided to leave each other.
That was probably for the best, but still
I'm very very glad that we're good friends.

Love
is a very strange thing.
I really believe that it's the fundamental
kind of energy in the Universe—of being, you know?
Because, like, Christ is the ground of being,
the Ungrund is what Böhme called Him, and,
and Christ is God, and '[h]e who does not love,
does not know God; for God is love.'
—1 John 4:8, Lamsa

'Like the angels in Heaven above,
who praise You from up in the heights,
we, the pitiful sinners below,
offer You praise, as is right.
we, the pitiful sinners below,
offer You praise, as is right.

'Glory to God in the highest;
peace and repose on the Earth.
Good will for humanity at all times,
from winter's death to spring's birth.
Good will for humanity at all times,
from winter's death to spring's birth.

'Lamb of God, Who removes
the sins of the world, bring us grace.
Have compassion on us and be gracious to all,
have our sins and our failures erased.
Have compassion on us and be gracious to all,
have our sins and our failures erased.'
—St. Athanasius