Every raindrop is falling hundreds of miles with the only destiny to be shattered on cold, solid ground. Every raindrop resembling a tear that was never cried, a cry that was never heard and a story that remains untold. That is unless someone decides to collect those forgotten souls and gathers them. Turns their destiny … Continue reading a garden of changed destiny
Sometimes I just sit somewhere and suddenly I feel like I am glued to that exact spot. Everything in me starts to scream. I feel like I need to get out, to go for a walk just to run away. My lungs demand a breath of fresh air, air that is not caged by walls … Continue reading infinite whispers
Tell me something I don't know. Tell me that love feels like summer rain kissing soft skin Tell me that kissing feels like touching someones bare soul Tell me how a soul can be bare when its always carried within Tell me where is the ocean that is the origin of my tears Tell me … Continue reading Tell me something I don’t know
When I write it feels like a flood of emotions running through me. Not emotions of my own but emotions of the character that is being created, the heart that forms on the paper. A heart sometimes created just to be broken. Writing is not about what the writer feels or what they live through … Continue reading Writing
Where are you? Are you gone for good? I can't seem to find you in those empty eyes. I seek for you in them. I seek for you in every word you say, every thought you share. But I can not seem to find you. Where are you? Who is this new person I am … Continue reading Come back to me
He told her to go, to stay away, to leave him alone. So she did. Haunted by this mystery she could not solve: How far was far enough? Where did he want her to go, where did he want her to stay. Because as far as she could tell there were worlds between them, galaxies … Continue reading How far is far enough
No one wants to be alone. No one wants to spend an eternity simply accompanied by oneself. Everyone craves company. We desire alliances with others. It's our nature.
Society has a name for everything. Dictionary upon dictionary full of terms defining other terms explaining what exactly something is or means. There is a never ending craving for definitions and regulations, for statistics and rules for how something is supposed to be or what a certain word has to mean. And through this, society … Continue reading brave enough to feel
There is no right way to not love somebody back.
I wish I remembered what it was, that made me fall for you. Just one thing that made it all worth it. Then at least I could tell myself that there was a reason. A reason why I loved you. A reason why all this happened. And a reason why it all ended. © … Continue reading I wish I remembered