It’s been a year and 12 days without him…

Yes..

It’s been a year and 12 days… 377 days…

since he told me that he needed some alone time… I understand his need and let him be alone…

It’s been a year and 12 days…

missed scent of his skin…

missed his voice…

missed our unmeaningful words…

missed his hands squeezing my cheeks…

missed watching him while he’s driving…

missed his cuddles…

missed his smell on the pillow…

missed to watch him while he is preparing…

did I say that I missed his voice…

missing someone is sometimes heavy for the heart.. It never goes away if you still love that person but in time you get used to that feeling… and sometimes you catch yourself staring and repeating the words, you used to hear so much from your loved one to yourself…

It’s been a year and 12 days…

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Eyes of a man..

yesterday, at a cafe/library at Moda, he looked into my eyes and didn’t say anything..he just looked and I just felt that epic feeling of to be loved. Love was in his eyes.. Thanks for all the things happened and carried us to that moment..

Feeling grateful to life🙏🏻☺️💜

A memory

In the middle of a hectic stage of my life, in the middle of a sad day, I stole couple of hours just for myself.  Came to that beautiful place, to feel the air and see the sea, drank a cup of coffee and read some pages.. 

Then I stopped for a moment and remember him. When he came to the coffee shop I went for lunch break and surprised me.. I remember the look in his eyes and his smile. I remember that he touched my knee for the first time and what I felt that moment. That was months ago and before our relationship. I think I would love to see him in an unexpected moment and see him smile to me  like that…

Missing him these days, he is a little depressed and shut himself in and not talking to me. But I need him here beside me, to feel him that he is here for me is so important..I need him to make me more powerful, more resistant what has been going on in my life.. 

Hoping..

  

Peace is in you

I just realized that peace is something you should find in yourself. If you can’t find it in you it doesn’t matter how far you go away, change countries or houses or people.. The key is to find your inner peace is to accept your boredom. When you accept being bored by yourself it turns out that boredom comes from hectic life because normally you have to do something every minute. But when you stop you find a hint of peace and if you can stop more and get used to be bored finally you find your peace in yourself
  

The smell of sea and sand..

there is no any better fragrance than sea and sand on a man skin.. 

It was just yesterday when we were at the beach on a chilly March sunday, laying on the cold sands under the sun.. He put his head on my chest and we just rested for a while.. When I turned my head to kiss his cheek I smelled the sea on his skin.. Oh that smell.. It’s like heaven, better than any fragrance he puts on.. And I think it’s that moment I fell in love with him with the serenity of silence and sounds of waves..

He turned his face to me and kissed me with his salty lips and he sealed that moment without any idea of what I felt just a second ago..