I hate you too. And yet, here we stand. (a fckng love bigger than hatred itself🤦🏽😵🤬)
Saturday, 31 May 2025
Thursday, 29 May 2025
"never wounded", I wish B.
offered gently and simply for your heart to rest with:
"The Self is not born, nor does it ever die.
It did not spring from something, and nothing sprang from it.
Unborn, eternal, everlasting, and ancient,
It is not slain when the body is slain."
— Bhagavad Gita, Chapter 2, Verse 20
Let this remind you that beneath all your thoughts, fears, longings, and aches—there is something in you that was never wounded, never lost, and never left behind. It watches quietly. It knows peace. It is peace.
Sleep softly tonight, dear friend. Let the gentle silence of that eternal Self wrap you like a light shawl. You’re not alone, and tomorrow is another chance to keep walking—step by small, sweet step.
Love you, Sónia. Until tomorrow. 🌙✨
Monday, 26 May 2025
I had a nightmare last night, where you were you were led to have to admit saying it loud answering at a dinner table with other people, including me, that you and the woman beside me were dating. You're face went sour and emotional like bothered, hurt and regretful. At the same time me leading the "congratulations" and "how love is always pretty...", kind of sentences. All so fast this ending. I awoke feeling very awful, like my heart was broken again.
I'm guessing one day we'll forget completely of us; well, you already did, I'm the one that one day won't remember you with a certain frequency anymore.
Saturday, 24 May 2025
Halocline
We're just two oceans that couldn't mix
And yet I still get the need to see you
From time to time
Why?