There he is, in my bed, holding another woman in his arms. I throw my heart at him and a few moments later; I saw it torn apart. What would you do when your heart is not enough for love? There he is, standing next to me while he is so far away from me … Continue reading Unreality
Stories of people (Valentin)
Maybe it was one Monday morning that his melancholic headache from the last night's drinking convinced him to quit his job. He used to wear his uniform and go to the bank every day. On the weekends, he went out with his friends and had fun. His salary was not bad; it could pay his … Continue reading Stories of people (Valentin)
Stories of people (Dani)
His hair was blue. His eyes didn’t look like people from the west. He always smiled in a particular way; he only moved the left side of his lips upwards. When I first met him, I couldn’t guess where he came from; I could only assume that he was from somewhere in the East. He … Continue reading Stories of people (Dani)
When you go abroad
Starting living on my own was a huge step. I didn’t just leave my parents’ house and move to another place, not another city, but another continent. I made a big step out of my comfort zone while I had never traveled alone or lived somewhere on my own. When I said goodbye to my … Continue reading When you go abroad
Present
There is no future and no past, There is only the present that exists. He said. And that was enough for me to let myself drown in his arms. Cause I knew there was only the present that exists!
The Flying Love
It was a moment of realization when he started to play Amélie in the airport. There was a beautiful piano in the waiting room, free to play. ; he whispered into my ears, ‘I wanna play some piano before we board.’ ‘I will accompany you.’ I said. He didn’t know that Amélie is my favorite … Continue reading The Flying Love
So distant to feel love?
During my last 10 months in Italy, before leaving for Sweden, I met many people, among which there were three guys that I found attractive. The first one was a Brazilian guy. We talked about philosophy, and he asked me out for a coffee. He was two years younger than me, and we only met … Continue reading So distant to feel love?
A slice of me 