Insomnia or 15 pills for the soul

I have built a home 🚪

I saw the storm coming and I said to myself: Let's make a house! I started sketching a plan. Think how it sounds! To build a house for us in me. I searched inside and saw a tall tree. The perfect place to build our home. To be able to flourish once. 😍Coming up to the tree that I tell you about, I've been able to see the world from above, a world of possibilities. An equation that always gave with plus, you and Me. In this tree, I was imagining how the cocoon of our love will look like.

It could not be an ordinary house, because we are unique, so instead of chairs and tables I put a large pile of sand, fine sand found at the edge of the sea. This is how we can shape our emotions day by day. I did not want a wooden floor. I wanted a star floor for us. 🌠🌠🌠Why so? Didn't you promise me that all the stars in the sky would be mine? Said and done, but little change was needed. That cocoon needed more space. It's normal. You would move your thoughts, hopes, expectations, and fears into our home. So, I made a bigger hole in my heart. You know it hurt me. It has hurt me hard. Nothing compares...to see you, walking through the house, with the joy of sight in the form of a smiley emoji.

Outside the garden, we planted some seeds - a symbol of our promises. 🌱🌱🌱Perched in our new home, I brought you.

I had to use the force. I had to pull you inside . You entered. Instead of rejoicing ... that you discovered our house in me; you preferred to disappear. And the ☔️ storm caught you. I stood there in myself and I cried. Why did you do that? I wanted to protect you. I tried to convince you. Now ... when our home is just dust ... I sit and think. I forgot something. Something was lacking in the house I built. I forgot to include you. So it's natural. Seeing the house, you have not recognized anything of yourself here in me. And so, houses built with effort and struggle are destroyed ... it's time; we all turn into dust."💙💙💙

See you soon,

Marina