„ I wish I‘d loved you in better days.“
But would it have been love?
With the sun tickling skin unharmed yet?
With a glass of wine drowning words forgotten tomorrow?
With kisses unimportant, because they never were the last ones?
„Then, I wish I‘d loved in easier days.“
But would two souls have found each other, with no darkness pouring out?
Without a void to be filled with something not found yet?
Without skin to be healed with a gentle touch?
„I just wish I could have loved you“, my witch yells at the cauldron, now filled with train tickets, chocolate wrapping papers, and burned down candles and matches.
These are difficult days indeed.
Haunting Humor of a failed witch
An Iced Latte.A floral dress slipping over the shoulder.“I’m finally at that stage where people congratulate me for keeping my humor”. I tell my witch in horror.“That’s what happens when you survive beyond a certain point”, my witch knows to respond and steals the Iced drink from my hands. Humor has been haunting me.Humor broke…
Travelling to Edinburgh slow and green!
The feeling of being stuck was my main motivation to start this blog and summon my witch, so I love to write blog posts about all of the things that I am once again able to do! Ever since the pandemic does not have a grip around my life anymore, I can do things I…
Finding and keeping my voice
I grew up with depression, but it wasn’t mine. Honestly, I think the main reason why I started talking to my witch on this blog was that I never had people around that could give me a bearable perspective of life in this world, so I needed to rip dimensions apart. My mother never got…
Mistress witch writes 
Dear poet. The below lines will haunt us.
“But would it have been love?
With the sun tickling skin unharmed yet?
With a glass of wine drowning words forgotten tomorrow?
With kisses unimportant, because they never were the last ones?”
Took me a lot of falling down. I learn. Old love, need to be lessons. New love need to be new lullabies for us to create. We must be brave.
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Thank you for reading me, and thank you for your words! We must be brave, indeed.
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You are welcome, dear Mistress Witch.
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