(For those of you that don't speak German, I would hate for you to miss out) Incoming butchered and poorly translated: So many things has I forget, so many things Now after left. Their face returns at me, And I remember things, which I five years before And miracle believed that I believed them not now: That I can remind me of that once I, held a love, Those and so therefore incompletely and therefore not possibly Was too intensive, but nevertheless it was. I do not mention the Vagaries of the note. I do not remind you of my smile, You uncomfortably formed, or I fit you, During you slept up, and desired that I Enough or Rich enough to shield you of the world was strong. Desires that you did not have to work so strongly, Wish as much (and nevertheless thus few) Or you have love you injure the way, which did them me: And we are distant nevertheless, here, five years therefore and. Which I remember now, it is that I missed you, Do not see you for any other reason however. And everything that is.

A note from the author: I would like to thank John for his attempt at translation, and I am grateful for it. It is unfortunate that german idiom sometimes translates poorly, and at the risk of leaving my readers confused, I offer my own translation of my original work in german. A Memory: So many things have I now forgotten, so many things Now left behind. Your face comes at me from the past And I remember the events of two years now gone And marvel still of what I no longer believe: That once I held a love which was too strong and too impossible And was too intense, and yet, it was. I will not remind you of the vagaries of touch. I will not remind you of my smile Or of how it made you uncomfortable, or of how I watched you while you slept, wishing That I was rich enough or strong enough to shield you from the world; Wishing that you did not have to work so hard, Wishing so much, and yet, so little, Or have you understand Life as I have; even still, this is my wish for you. And now, here we are, two years on, And what I remember most is that I have missed you, Not for any other reason than simply to see you once more, And that is all.