My heart fears your departure.
What if you have already left?
Left int the darkness, when I couldn‘t see?
In those busy hours, when I couldn‘t hear?
What if raindrops covered your steps, never to be found?
My heart feels the distance growing.
Never knowing where exactly you are.
Feeling the waves of an ocean between us.
What if you have left the land of waffles, when I dared to blink?
When my sculls were uncovered?
When my raven was watching?
How can I dare to ever close my eyes when my heart insists that there is so much to miss?
That there may be your departure to witness?
Unloved tale
OnceWhen someone had herShe was almost lovedBut then this someone thought:”I can’t be allShe’d ever known”And he let her go. And She ranShe ran too fastWhen she ranShe ran too far ThenShe was found againBy another strange manWho loved her recklesslyLove turned to painAnd carved his sinInto her skin And she fledShe fled too fastWhen…
Just a haunted girl scaring her friends – Writing update!
Intrigued. And quite as bit terrified.Those were the exact same words I got as feedback from my friends whom I’d recently handed the first pages of the witching novel to. Seems like I’ve accomplished my task, right? I’m the haunted girl scaring all her friends!No, but really. It felt as if I was understood through…
Tale about the softest secret
This tale is about a girl I once knew. This girl could not go anywhere without her lovely white shoes. Made of cotton, their rim did not reach her ankles, giving away how thin they were. Their soles were so slim, she felt the earth with every step. Those shoes she needed so dearly were…
Mistress witch writes 
I can certainly feel this. Stay well, friend.☮️
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Thank you! 🙂
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Absolutely. I hope you’re doing well.
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