~ trinitygr89 ~

I am the lonely shipwreck that stands at the end of the world. I get eaten day after day by the untamed waves of the dark blue ocean. Every...

I got used to you not being here. And I got used to wake up and not finding you with my hand. I got used to drink my coffee black and not...

Millions of routes. Up and down the street, inside the bus, in the cars, on foot. Millions of possible routes to follow. Destr...

I walked along the river today, on this green and full of trees street. The one that I always met you going to work when I was leaving, and...

Caught your glance across the room. You looked at me and I looked at you. It was like looking at a mirror. As if we are one person. One ...

The river always ends up in the sea. Even if its flow can be misleading. The heart is just a pumping muscle. One life is just a bli...

"And where one goes from here?", I asked you. You turned and looked at me in the eyes and softly whispered that "one alway...