Also, spontan fiel mir nach den ersten Zeilen Deines Textes, der Titel eines Tocotronic Songs ein: "Samstag ist Selbstmord". Der Text ist weniger "schlimm", als man es vermuten könnte, aber dafür umso wahrer. Und anstelle von Samstagen kann man sicherlich auch Sonntage nehmen ;-)
"Before you, my life was like a moonless night.
Very dark, but there were stars - points of light and reason.
...And then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire; there was brilliance, there was beauty.
When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over the horizon, everything went black. Nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldn´t see the stars anymore. And there was no more reason for anything."
Gruß,
Piesty