How Tender Can You Be?

Nov 26, 2015 Europe

Enough for you only.

I've been creating some ~art~ (films and a photo book) and have also been attending various art and poetry events (for free beer and secret kisses in the dark), while keeping a day job... That's what I've been up to lately, if you ask. I'd rather do these things, than be stuck in my room writing and blogging about myself or my sucky outfit.

I'm posting some photos I submitted to The Ones We Love. They haven't replied to my submission yet but I know so well these won't make the cut. I took these photos with a Norwegian boy I met somewhere in Europe. He was also the same boy who made me a mixtape. We don't talk anymore because he has a lover and I don't want to be a homewrecker.

L told me one night, we were ex lovers, how I can be seen as a homewrecker sometimes even though I don't wreck homes. I thought to myself, how strong can my love be to wreck homes? Isn't my love supposed to be tender?

To me, my love is tender, silent, and kept.

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