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Years

2024-01-23 16:58:33
Years
"If you could turn back time and relive one day, which day would it be?" I knew the answer immediately. Last year. End of spring. On a day that, just beginning, I thought I would pass out from fear and joy at the same time. I could write down that day minute by minute, second by second, not forgetting a single strand of hair, not a single long or gentle breeze. That day, it seemed like chestnut trees bloomed just for this occasion. And not just t

Calmness

2023-12-03 17:29:24
Calmness
Earlier, I wouldn't have thought of it as a sacred moment to write a note in a book. It doesn't matter - to a stranger or someone never seen. How the hand trembles, fearing not to make a mistake. It's even stranger to realize that the person, turning the last page, will know me better than I could ever introduce myself. At first, this thought scared me. But now it's calm somehow. I don't differ from you in anything. Everything, differently, but

Sweet sadness

2023-09-12 19:06:27
Sweet sadness
This always happens. You only understand what you experience after a while. And for me, that happened only when I was drinking wine at the bottom of the mountains and looking at the red peaks in the sunset. I thought that the best feeling is to do the things you are afraid of. Sounds cheesy. But when you try, you understand. Such a sweet sadness comes at the end of everything. Good sadness, a soft one. There are no words left, but it makes you fe

Do we know each other?

2023-07-24 18:55:11
Do we know each other?
A person is like a river. The furrow is the same, the water is different. It has tides. And every person stopping at different shores will tell a different story about the same river. It will be frightening, unpredictable, the other will experience it as a reviving, blissful force. Someone will miss her peace. Others will be surprised by the extraordinary power of its current, which destroys everything around it. The river is the same. Wa

Overthinking

2023-06-05 17:44:34
Overthinking
I turn to the other side and try to count the hours we still have left. I look at his sleeping face and kiss him softly. Feels like I'm losing my life every time I touch him. He turns sleepily and hugs me again. I continue to watch the lamp hanging above us and think that we should finally talk after all these years. That would probably make sense. That would be logical. But there was no logic between us not 5 years ago, not now. Yet, nothing els

Open relatioship

2023-03-18 17:56:11
Open relatioship
Bulshit. I could end this text with only one word, and that would be the best explanation and best conclusion for this topic. Yet, I feel that for those who never experience it or who consider trying- I need to explain more. Explain, why it's bulshit.

Užglostyk skausmą

2023-02-16 18:06:21
Užglostyk skausmą
Kaip man pasisekė, galvoju brisdama per vandenį link jo. Kaip man pasisekė, kad šitiek metų išgyvenau be karo, o jam prasidėjus- apie jį tik girdėjau. Priplaukiu, bet jis tik žvalgosi aplink, tarytum saugo, nežinia nuo ko, bet saugo. Ir man ramu šalia. Liūdnai ramu. Ir namo nakčia lydėdavo, tarsi taip atsukdamas laiką atgal, kuriuose močiutės pasakodavo apie laikus kuriuose žmonėms rūpėjo žmonės. Manau visas bangas išgirdom kurios per tas die

Perfume

2023-01-27 18:32:34
Perfume
I sit, follow the sun to the horizon and wait, maybe something will come out of there. Back then, unlike now, I had just started writing a book, not knowing exactly what it would be like. Now, I finish writing it and I finally understand what all those years were about. I am waiting. Only this time it doesn't hurt to wait. This time, nothing depends on me. A very good feeling comes after saying everything you have to say. When you put all