Category: A little more complicated
The love of my life
The last box was still empty. There were going to be the last few things that were still out in the apartment. I put down my Vinyl records, my whiskey
My dark love
The room I booked for the weekend had a jacuzzi in it. The receptionist told me they had upgraded me to a jacuzzi room and that I had a bottle
My first love
It’s been almost ten years, but this is one of those stories time can’t fade and will live with me forever. I have loved other people since then, but if
Dear Juliette,
Dear Juliette, It is raining outside. I am locked up in my prison cell thinking of you. You don’t love me anymore, it is obvious. You didn’t even reply to
To the father of my unborn child
He complained about the fact that I never wrote about him. And he was right. I wrote a piece about almost everything and everyone: lovers, friends, strangers… But in the
From fiori with love
My dearest you, I think of you long and often. To be more precise, it hasn’t been a day that I haven’t thought about you since my last message that
To me, to you, to all the wrong decisions of our life 2.
I would have loved you a little bit more. A little bit stronger… If I knew that it would be our last time together, when we were laughing like two
Before I go
Before I go,Let me tell you one more time how much I dreamt of you.Let me tell you once again how many nights I lost sleep craving your touch, creating
To my younger self
If I could visit my younger self I would go back to the day whenmy laughter was brighter than the blue skies.When I used to laugh running after butterflies.When I