My jaw hurts from keeping my mouth shut. Oh, the need to scream without being able to.

I’ve said goodbye to love many times these past years and, yet, I don’t want to be alone. My longing returns like a song that I can’t get out of my head. 

Zwei, drei, vier, fünf, sechs, sieben, Achtung.

I’ve learned that fluidity grows from small movements slowly becoming larger and larger. Force only creates violence. It hurts.

We shared laughs, we revealed our insecurities, we talked and listened, we argued, we made up, we played, and most importantly: we wasted time together.

You’ll find a place full of memories, longing and a lot of laughter. Can you smell the food already?

Where are you?

I felt taken care of, as if someone cared about me. I smiled. I was calm and happy. I felt like I arrived.

Let’s sit here, feel the breeze and talk. 

I might fail, I might not be good enough, but I want to try.

Embracing the ambiguity and ambivalence of our fragile feelings may embolden us to feel them more consciously and strongly. And honestly.

Can you hear the ocean?

Accidents happen. The unexpected happens. Are we ever prepared?

It is the moments in which we sit in silence, wasting time, and knowing what the other is thinking.

 I discovered the joys and pleasures of short liaisons, yet my loneliness prevails.