Happy Ferrris Wheel Day

I hope one day me and my loved one get to spend some time in a city with a certain Ferris wheel and have a drink enjoying the view...

Hope we won't be scared of heights :)

Happy Ferris Wheel Day...❤️

What is love?

What is love indeed?...

 

Once upon a time there was a cheerful story teller, wandering from town to town, helping others where she thought she was needed. Considering herself a caregiver, she always tried to be as sunny as she can and tried to pull the weight of people's shoulders with  just her smile and laughter. She knew that people suffered actually more than they cared to show and that having a positive person around always helped. 

After one of her many journeys she came upon a town, where people were living a mediocre life. No one suffered but no one was content with their income either. Barely making ends meet every month, they managed to survive. Even though they weren't the richest, they welcomed her and gave her a place to rest her head. She helped here and there and started doing what she did best. She tought little ones, she nursed, at some point she even worked as a translator. Despite being warm hearted as she is, she kept living a private life, for those many journeys and the people she encountered made her realise that people weren't always trustable and nice. Retreating to her chambers whenever she could and enjoyed her solitude.

To be continued... 

Precious moments

She woke up in a slight panic right after midnight,  thinking the morning has come already. It was warm in her bed, still she knew she had to get up and put on her pj's. She shrugged, staring blank to the closed tv and the tidy room and forced herself to get out of the comfiness, eyes half open, yawning.

Still confused, she thought maybe it was all a dream, looked around and saw yesterday's opera flyer on her messy desk. A happy smile found its way on her sleepy face, no it definitely wasn't. She still remembered that feeling in her stomach, the butterflies, the excitement, that blissful feeling surrounding her whole being rendering her speechless, which if you knew her is a rare occasion indeed, those precious moments and him.

She had been so anxious, waiting nervously, excited. With a million questions lingering in her mind yet eager to overcome her fear, she had tried to keep calm. The moment he came into sight her heart clenched in her chest, what to do, what to say all flew away from her head. Everything lost its importance all of a sudden. The fear melted away, sorrow disappeared and as it is said in the holy books 'then there was light'...all she could do was smile. They both did, in fact they didn't do anything else but smile holding hands, chuckling, giving butterfly kisses, and staring at each other as if they were the most precious beings on earth...it as simply heavenly...

She remembered him biting his lower lip, the softness of his hand, his voice and that smile...that smile was the reason Paris abducted Helen and waged a war...that smile could have been the reason one still believes in magic, that smile could get a man dig a hole in a mountain or travel through deserts...refreshing, heartwarming, soft, tantalising, mesmerising, simply wonderful and it was hers to love, watch and admire...he was hers...if that wasn't proof enough of a miracle nothing else would be she thought to herself. 

She was happy, and for this time being she allowed herself to be. With her memories still fresh and vivid, she went off to bed again with that blissful feeling. As she closed her eyes a memory of a hug embraced her and she murmured 'goodnight dearest, let your dreams be filled with joy'...

Tick tock goes the clock

Woke up early today, even the sun wasn't up yet. Like a child on Christmas morning, I couldn't go back to sleep so I laid back in bed, perfectly still and waited...

I didn't hurry up this morning, took my time in everything. Made my breakfast calmly, stepped out of the the house late, got caught in the traffic. Arrived 40 minutes late, can you imagine. Nothing happened. The world kept spinning, and I kept to myself. 

Since this morning a machine broke down, my coworkers complain, and countless stupid meaningless things continue happening, misfortunes some might say. I call them daily life. I don't mind really. Today is my day of 'I don't care' for I have something more important than them and nobody has to know but me...

By your side

Waiting for my sunshine, my bright dawn...will fate be kind and grant us many happy meetings...

For far too long I was in the dark alone...

Praying...hoping...for my light to return...

For by your side is where I belong...

Lazy Sundays

Good morning from a lazy sunday...

May the hours fly by

On this sunny day...

Left the daisies alone

A birthday party, smiling faces everywhere. Drinks, food of every kind, in the background the band plays 'Lovesong- the Cure' ( my favourite love song)  , music too loud, my eyes grew weary, a cake gets sliced down, wishes made, hands clapped, music so loud...there is a bouquet of daisies on the table for the birthday girl.

(There was a heart shaped foam in my ice tea) 

I looked at them thinking of you, not that you remind me of one, no, but because I thought about the endless daisy petals i shed because of me,  in pursuit of finding the silliest answer to a silly question. Am I loved? 

I thought I don't need to torture daisies anymore, I already know that you do. 

All the daisies are grateful, me too...