Am Ende all meiner Tage, wenn sich dieses Leben wohlwollend von mir verabschiedet, der Mond mir lächelnd zuwinkt und ich ein letztes Mal...

Often, I am not brave enough to say what I really feel and think. I rather hide behind stories and jokes, make details seem irrelevant,...

I wish I had a memory jar; a jar for every laugh we shared; a red dotted lid I could open to smell our adventures and to feel your warm...

Dear self, You cried big tears. You fell apart. You lost control and thought that this meant that you were weak… When, in reality, with...