.PERSONAL. Once I met you...

...today, three years ago. 
It feels like yesterday, it feels like forty years already. 
It feels like home. It feels adventurous. 
I believe it's fucking real love, the authentic kind.
You are my partner and we cross our existence together.
Breathing, touching, feeling.
Realising reality.

In all the ways that are possible:


1 comment:

Beauty is in almost everything around us. This is a blog about beauty from my point of view.