Like the Wind {…}

Have you ever noticed how the wind moves? It soars through the trees and they move; dancing as it glides through. While at times, it’s bold and everything trembles, and others, it’s tender and gently strides with care. Not a soul can see the wind itself,...

dialects of love [ … ]

From the moment I wake up { other times in the dead of night like in this very moment } I spend my time thinking about people. They all have their own quirks and individual experiences that shape them exactly to be the person they are today. Every intricate detail...

the quiet season {…}

today, another fulfilling day indulging in the creative pursuits of life. i used to hate the end of a ringing phone, a dead line, a missed connection. why did they leave, they’re too busy to talk? why didn’t we connect? why am I alone when I am surrounded...

åsmund.

{ a gentle reminder // kind disclaimer … semi – fiction …} My partner has left for the season. The approaching weeks alone in the city are too distant to count and chasing after our time difference at such a far distance is proving to be difficult....

faith {?}

The serenity of my sleep was abruptly interrupted by water slipping under the door and seeping through my window. My bed began to soak and the shock of my sudden awakening caused me to jump out of bed slipping on the water filling the room. I began hyperventilating...

when they walk away & { why }

Read the Original Post on Thought Catalog View They walked away. Perhaps they gave you a last kiss in front of your favorite restaurant, or left your gaze to close your front door for the last time. They may have simply left you on read and vanished from your social...