Another Universe
Perhaps there is a universe where we chose differently, where time did not put its hands between us, where the years were kind, and love was allowed to remain.
The collection
Musings
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Summons
Sometimes I think we have met already in another arrangement of sorrow, where the stars made no accusations and time did not feed on itself. Here I answer only in silence. What else is left when love arrives as an apparition and asks to be believed? Your voice reaches me from the side of existence…
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Late
I only stand here now, in this small crossing of lives, aware that I am late, but not lost. Because something in me recognized something in you as if the universe, despite its endless distance, still knew how to bend two separate paths into a single moment.
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Masha
I do not come with clever sentences or the language of certainty. I come only with the small trembling truth that appears when someone begins to matter.
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When I Say ‘I Love You’
When I say I love you time loosens its belt. The past stops arguing, the future leans closer to listen.
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You, Again
Night brings you without apology. You lie beside my thoughts as if you have always belonged there, as if forgetting were a language my body never learned.
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Unsent
I tell myself: stop. Enough ink, enough hunger. Enough reaching across air. But the words do not listen. They spill from me like water from a cracked jar, like poems that learned your name before they learned restraint.
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I Sit in Silence
I think of you the way fruit thinks of summer, inevitably, without impatience, accepting sweetness as a form of waiting.
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Hopeless Romantic
Do not think I exaggerate. Love is exact. It measures the distance between two chairs, counts the seconds between one message and the next, knows precisely how much silence a heart can carry before it breaks like a plate dropped on a kitchen floor.