Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Home Right, my Love…fire…it burns Lily-storm…I love you Talk to me for real, my Love… I’m exhausted, my Love…I go to bed…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then I’ll try to recharge my batteries with hope…kisses Well…the fact is that you don’t talk to me…and you don’t give me any reliable sign that you will… ‘Realization’ is the affirmaton…that you don’t want to talk to me Why are you here if you don’t want to talk to me, my Love? Those are mostly my socks, since it seems you’re having a good time… I don’t understand…but what you do is the opposite… Why the ‘Days’, why the ‘Ring’ if you close me off? Gaslighting to keep me motivated? Clicks and shadows, my Love…that’s all I get I don’t understand…anyway… what matters is what you do not the code… Ghost talking…you “said” I should trust you…how? If again – I don’t count anymore how many times – you make me hope and then you change direction…what is this behaviour? Why? Yes, and? You don’t know…or you do but I wouldn’t like the answer Will you ever talk to me? It’s dishevelled and heavy of unanswered questions…deep intrusion, immersion in your eyes…What was the ‘Days’ about? Or is it still? Slipping…back hug…kisses on the swan lines…arch-cuddle…arranging the curls What are we hoping for, my Love? It was not festival, my Love…I cried all day… My Love, I’m heeeeeere What silence, my Love? I’m screaming inside… It burns…kisses Saying what, my Love? The upper lip, the lower lip…deep intrusion…dishevelled curls…I love you I can’t lily the secret, my Love… I must go, my Love…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…lily-love, hungry tulips…almost-feeling of The Pulse…and socks…lost on you…you should sleep, my Love…it’s 3 am in your world…even the dolphins are sleeping…kisses all over Because everything is fine now, we discussed everything, everything is clear, my Love…The Great Sweetness can take the grandstand, he needs max attention…lily-love, crazy tulips, forced landing…fire I’ll fight through the crowd of undisciplined tourists tomorrow at the baths…today, unfortunately I’ll have no time to swim out the sadness…you should keep that account locked, my Love…you were right…I don’t need to see it…I want to talk to you Deep intrusion…imaginary hug of your thighs…while my Love is riding the waves with dolhpins and mollies…seizing the Hills…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…lost in you Interrutpion, my Love…I got a call from the consultant I will work with in Jackson…at least it’s some kind of support and I won’t be totally on my own… Did you count the ‘Days’ before or after your séjour in Hawaii, my Love? And what are you saying, my Love? Right, my Love…click to reshuffle the socks…I’m here to entertain the Aussie in the breaks from dolphins and mollies Thanks for setting my mood before travelling, I guess I can take it also as birthday gift…imaginary travel to Hawaii… I have to go, my Love…I’M busy, tired and despaired Thanks for the online version, most probably the surfing molly gets the real one No, you’re not…and it burns Then what is this? Do you want me to leave The Library to make it easier for you to leave? Hope for what? So all you want from me is hibiscus in The Library… This is not an answer. What do you want from me, with me? You keep me out of your life, even out of that idiotic platform…but you activate it just to show me that you are having a great time with a molly and the dolphins…this is how it looks like…and this is what you deliberately posted, you wanted me to see…what should I think about it? How should I feel? What ring, my Love? Really? I feel it…I’ll take revenge by going swimming to the Széchenyi Baths Did you want me to feel the difference between how much fun Jackson will be for me vs. how much fun you have with the dolphins and the molly? You don’t need to post a molly and few dolphins for that… What did you expect from me as a reaction to it? You specifically activated your account to let me see it…why? There must be a message you want to convey…what is that?