nothing quite

nothing quite so mine as her

nothing quite so powerful as her
nothing quite so sad as her
nothing quite so lonely as her
nothing quite so hopeless as her
nothing quite so full of life as her

afara

cand se rup lanturile si se darama zidurile, cand dispar constrangerile si se topesc durerile, atunci vezi cerul. atunci vezi orizontul. atunci poti fugi. atunci poti zbura.

she

I can't wait for tomorrow. I can't wait to meet her again. That's why I keep bringing back memories of the times we've had. Memories I'm willing to share.

I love it that you're always alone with her. No matter how many are trying to steal her, she's always yours.

the sun was king today

I missed the sun. I had no idea how much I missed it before I got a chance to sunbathe for a while. It was windy, and not quite warm... which made it perfect.
So anyway.... here's my two cents on today.

And since I'm in a springy mood...

instead of hello

Never thought I'd be a blogger. Actually, I'm still pretty unsure as to what this blog-thingie is supposed to be/do/feel whatever. I just felt I could've shared more of me (plenty of that to go), so instead of writing yet another "devious journal" I created this.
So forgive me if I won't sound too enthusiastic about it. Fact is, I'm...not. May be just a phase, so don't you dare get too emotionally involved with this piece of art - my blog.
However, you may well get emotionally involved with me. Everybody ends up doing that, so why bother fighting it?
In the meantime, I'm again stuck on details. Stuck on each grain of sand, stuck on each drop of sea. Stuck on the idea of escape.