Insecurity

I don’t know why he says I always change my mind. We make some plans and I work bloody hard to finish everything on time. I did. But it was him who changed the stupid plan. Someone calls him and he leaves in no time having The social pressure to be nice. Called me names…

Saranda

Beauty, spontaneity, love, All we built on top of that. Shall I crash the tower of dreams Young Me had?

I Had a Friend

I had a friend, so much in love. She stopped seeing other men and settled down, started baking cakes to add aroma to the house. He was in her thoughts and life, always making her smile, they started painting their canvas full of laugh. But then my friend got shocked. There was that simple note…

Hair

My hair was long and wavy, Just like my love. Wild but always tied in one, The air could spread the curls above. Then I cut it, carved a tear in my heart. Don’t want it long now, feel old for that. It’s greasy, even white. Shall I dye it and cover the gap in…

No Sleep

He fights mosquitoes. I fight hate. No sleep.

Now What?

I swear I fell in love. The smiles behind the bar, the cigarettes at night. I swear I loved him more than life. The 24th floor, the Bear, so fine. I swear we took so many risks for love. We changed countries, traveled across continents and dive in time. I swear I was committed. We…

Balance – Juggle Doubts

No, it didn’t rain today, but still, the garden smelled of clouds. He got annoyed the grass was high and made the day collapse. Can we grow in love or shall I plant more doubts? The news, who cares? I was at the doctor’s. I hope the world won’t die. Shall I take her or…

Line

It’s one of those weird sunny days. A grumpy morning, some pointless scrolling, no coffee and no keys. We go, the sun is cooler, and she doesn’t need suncream. He’s okay, but the balcony is far, I can’t see his bruises. The doctor smiles and says how beautiful we are. I hate myself but she’s…

Venice

Life is like a gondola – Takes you for the heart And drags you all around. Take a picture of the past, Feed your love with memories, And float on pure imagination. Life is like a gondola – jump and simply fly. (Memories from Venice)