Those months, passing by, life taking different roads.
The wind blowing through my fingers, landscapes with this amazing pink light at the end of the day.
At the end of the day exactly.. what does stay?
The moon watching over me, bathing me with her light through my window. The sun, on my skin so pale who feels so warm. Her kisses to tell me it is going to be fine. But is it?
I have been fighting for so long, i have been trying to be the best version of myself, but still, there is this freedom burning inside me, this fire, this thunder that i cannot ignore.
Thunder in my heart, this end that i had to write.
Why is it so hard to live by your heart?
I am forever in love with the smell of coffee in the morning, of tangled sheets and beautiful views. I love life as it is, but it is hard to find someone to love so deeply as i love the sea.
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| portrait by Charlotte. |
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| Forever in love with those pink skies |
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| Adventures |
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| Nymphs getting ready |
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| wonderwall |
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| Favorite one of us |
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| friends catching me. |
"Love is just a four letter word" by Joan Baez
"Every End is a new beginning"
Book: The keeper of Lost Things
"Love her, but leave her wild"
"Love her, but leave her wild"
July so far was dancing until dawn to the sound of real voices, laughing my heart out, saying goodbye to people, eating lemon tart and drinking lemon and honey, listening to Milky chance in concert, seeing you happy and sad, but always so beautiful and strong my lovely sunshine.
July is celebrating being us, being sad and happy at the same time. July is letting go of people, of beliefs. July is full of surprises.
