Razbliuto.

We're at crossroads. Thousands of vehicles with their incessant honking and blaring lights pass us by. But I guess that's how it always has been: you running your hand through my hair, and laughing when it gets stuck, laughing that loud throaty laugh that is so dissimilar to your grunts and growls and your hands … Continue reading Razbliuto.

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The best memory

You have the best memory, You say, I've never met someone With such an extraordinary memory. I laugh it off, with a slight tug at my heart I perfectly recall all your mum's pet peeves And the name of your dad's first dog I recall your sister's favourite dolls, And you say You have the … Continue reading The best memory