“When I was a little girl I used to read fairy tales. In fairy tales you meet Prince Charming and he’s everything you ever wanted. In fairy tales the bad guy is very easy to spot. The bad guy is always wearing a black cape so you always know who he is. Then you grow … Continue reading The Fairy tale
The next day, was a rainy day. No surprise there. The alarm was going on, pressing her to wake up at six. She turned it off and started wondering if it was worth it. She heard the rain knocking at the window and decided to ignore everything and go back to sleep. At least the … Continue reading Another Love Story 4
It was a shame that she had picked a cloudy day to get outside. Now there was no way she could sit on the shore of the river to read in the sun. She considered going to the cafe nearby. It had been months since she had been there but the thought of the crowd … Continue reading Another Love Story 3
It was one of those days. One of those days when a glass bottle falls onto your hand as you open the fridge door and spreads tartare sauce all over the floor while you are trying to drain the pasta, before it gets all mushy. One of those days where you had just one thing … Continue reading Another Love story
“I’ve been in love before, it’s like a narcotic. At first it brings the euphoria of complete surrender. The next day you want more. You’re not addicted yet, but you like the sensation, and you think you can still control things. You think about the person you love for two minutes then forget them for … Continue reading Doubts
Tonight, I dreamt of you just holding my hands, looking into my eyes. Like you used to do before. We never got the timing right and now I cannot hold your searching eyes any longer; not knowing what you expect to see in mine. I never saw us as a couple, I still don’t; but … Continue reading Orpheus and Eurydice
She was sitting in the train, looking at the landscape disappearing before her eyes, tired from the long travel and the complicated thoughts tormenting her mind. Her stomach aching from the stressful life she was living. A life she was tired of; a big black and heavy cloud standing between her and the future. No … Continue reading Footloose
Aromatic deception 