This is literally an empty walk, wearing this head-on shoulders, filled with thousand thoughts, questions, and 0 answers.
They say time is the cure, and you will need the exact half amount of time you have been into, to get over it.
True or lie?
Do you ever get over it? I mean are you ever capable to forget and really move on, easily as it's said?
I always doubted that, yes you will move on - wanted it or not, you have to, but you will barely forget it.
Yesterday's temperature rise till 19 grades, I crawled out as many others, but I came back home swollen, tired more than ever.
In a month and something, I'll get those Jesus years, famous 33.
Still in love with synchronicity.
First sun, first fishing rods. I was enjoying just admiring these two from afar, exchanging among themselves.
Isn't that an actual point? Exchanging experiences, support, emotions, food, wardrobe, main to banal things!?
Seems, I got it all wrong - can't tell for sure.
Honestly, I was ashamed a bit, that I ruined their privacy, but couldn't resist, and plus I was far enough, so I hope they didn't even notice me.
They were simply cute and I loved seeing them, sitting on that bench, carefree...
Subconscious, cursed craving.
I know that the impression of this spot is not the most magnificent, but only a stone's throw from there is my place, where I have been sitting for years, staring into the distance, across the river.
Nothing new here, the same old shit is rolling, but...
Thank you 