đź’”
The silence would smell like blossoming birches
Behind your house
Like incense sticks
Which your mother was obsessed with
Whose scent suffocated me in every room
đź’”
The silence would smell like your barley hair
During scalding sunny days
Like caramel nostalgia
Of a few minutes at the station
Like your perfume and stolen kisses
❤️‍🩹
Silence would smell like a meadow full of dandelions
Where...
You didn’t hear me
When I needed your help the most
And most definitely
Didn’t want to hear how much I was lost
You didn’t hear me
When I told you what I feel
The side that was ugly
Didn’t want to hear what he did to me
Can you hear me now?
You must, only because
You lost the star of your show
That’s what hurts the most
Still I doubt you would listen
*I’m sorry but I find myself ju...
It started innocently. Normal Friday evening, which we spent together out of obligation. The other days we each did what we wanted and with whom we wanted, but Fridays were a necessary burden. Neither of us ever loved the other, but we were forced to stay together. It was an arranged marriage. On the surface, we played the perfect couple, every Friday we posted photos together from our dates on In...
I'm waking up from a dream. I feel like I'm leaving something beautiful because it was a good dream and I have to abandon it before I am ready. Why actually? I hear some strange sound. Like breaking glass. Uneasily, I turn to my other side, but the cracking doesn't stop. Annoyed, I get out of bed and look for the source. It doesn't take me too long. My dragon egg is cracking on the workbench. That...
