“If I were asked to define Motherhood. I would have defined it as Love in its purest form. Unconditional Love.”
— Revathi Sankaran

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“If I were asked to define Motherhood. I would have defined it as Love in its purest form. Unconditional Love.”
— Revathi Sankaran
“What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.”
— Franz Kafka
Let's be honest everything's weird if only you think about something long enough
needing the type of hug where you bury your head in their shoulder and they just hold you tight and there’s this mutual need to keep holding on.
By : margaret durow
da te milujem po licu.
strana 137.
Ultravioletna.
znaš
po prvi put u životu imam smelosti
da nekome ponudim baš čitavo nebo
ali ono noćno
letno
mračno
i tiho
i prepuno zvezda
i onih koje padaju
i da ti svaku ispunim
// 23.6.2021. //
I noći i dane bih provodila
na tvom ramenu
i volela sebe pored tebe,
iako bih na kraju dana
ipak više volela tebe.
—
Ponekada je sitnica okidač. Neke nepovezane situacije ti pokrenu sjećanja. Pa poželiš da je to više od krhotine uspomena na neke stare dane.
Kroz glavu prođu negativi neizrađenih fotografija zaboravljenih u ladici. Miris dobro znanog parfema.
Ulice grada koje su nekada pisale tako lijepe priče, a sada mi nedaju da udahnem.
Dani prolaze pred očima, sat okreće kazaljke, kalendari godine. Vrijeme ne staje, iako poželiš da se sve zaledi. Da se vrati. Da dobiješ mogućnost ispraviti pogrešne trenutke, a ponoviti one drage.
Svaki novi dan je kao olujno more. Udara i lomi sve dok bura ne stiša. Pa opet iznova.