A hangover is the universe reminding you
that even stars burn out after shining too bright
Kategori: Words
Bachelor party:
the magical evening
when future husbands
learn exactly
how much hydration
they should’ve had
When the snow is new,
even the shadows look hopeful
The sofa whispered ‘stay,’ and honestly…
who am I to argue with furniture that loves me back?
Grandchildren
are the echo
of laughter
you thought
you’d forgotten
Even my dreams are tired
Snow falls like love’s quiet confession.
Soft, trembling, and impossible to forget
once it touches your heart
To watch an eight-year-old
is to sit beside a small universe,
spinning stories faster
than you can catch them
A restart isn’t a step back.
It’s a quiet promise you make to the future,
whispered just loud enough for hope to hear it
In Luleå, the night sky
practices its dance steps
in green and purple