Promise. And say it. Open your beautiful lips and caress my mind with them. Open your skilled mouth to take what you came for. Give me more and I’ll give you more. Crawl in the cotton sheets, come after me. Haunt me in my sleep, chase me with your kindness. Whisper words of real. Words […]
Talk to me. Baby, set it free. Let me see you. Let me. just let me please. You’re there, your heart is here, your eyes are watery. You sit there, hidden, but I catch your butterfly fleeting feelings. I catch them with my hands, because you’re too afraid. And then I think you’ll leave. You’re […]
A showroom in the heart of the city. A new place dedicated to Romanian designers, and a place where the owners are friendly, smiling, and trying to bring more light into the Romanian concept store scene. It is a wonderful beginning, and what I loved about it is that you get to meet that […]
Don’t collide with me. Stop your steps. Head back.Turn. Walk away. Go. Now. Turn back! Why stay here? We don’t. He stays in bed, wondering about his life, his crazy moments and wherever he’s headed to. He’s also asking himself where do people light up. And how. What brings them to just light up. […]
The perfect bag! O port peste tot, oficial m-am indragostit! Este super usoara, chic, si foarte incapatoare! Pentru mine este perfecta pentru ca mereu am zile cand imi iau si o tinuta de schimb la mine, in caz ca trebuie sa ajung undeva, si imi vine la indemana sa o iau cu mine. Geanta de […]
Saw you on his arms. I couldn’t believe I could ever see with someone other than me. I could never believe I would see you smiling for someone other than me.
I know, I’m selfish. I was a fool, such a fool. But this is not the time to be. I need to see you
He told me that the smile is the most beautiful thing on earth.
He would open his eyes in the morning, bit by bit, and as he absorbed me, as he felt that smell of “i just made you mine”, slowly, the wrinkles from his smile would raise, turning into a smile.
We keep searching. Day by day.
We fall like stupid, we fall like kids when they’re trying tricks, and we are a mess. We breathe harder for some that don’t even know us, the real us. We run faster for stuff that maybe we don’t need at all in our lives. We cry because we think of ourselves less just because we said goodbyes to a good friend that kissed us after years. We remain with these thoughts, oh, but how would it have been…? Maybe that was my chance, I missed it.