Das Gefühl.

Well, you know, there is this boy.

He is pretty and cute and really nice.

And then, there is this girl.

She doesn´t know if she´s pretty, even when everybody says it all the time.

She doesn´t know if she´s cute, she doesn´t know if she´s nice.

And she fell in love with this boy.

And she´s dreamin´ ´bout him.. all the time.

But sometimes, she loses hop for a moment.

Because she is thinking: "Why should this boy like me?"

But her friends tell her: "Never stop wishing and dreamimg!"

And the girl askes: "Why should I wait? He will never fall in love with me."

And then her best friend comes to her. She takes her arms around her.

And then she wispers: "There is no wrong in waiting something more.

Please, never stop wishing. Because when you stop it,

you will lose hope forever. Not just for this boy. Forever."

And then, the girl cries. Just a bit.. some tears fall on her shirt.

And her best friend looks at her, smiles and says: "Everything will come ok, darling."

Well, I don´t know, if this boy fell in love with this girl.

But there is one thing I know.

Her best friend is the smartest girl, I know.

The girl will never stop dreaming, waiting and wishing.