Your collarbones temp me to follow them under your dress, and I believe your lashes taste like a late summer petrichor. My spine shivers in pulses as I feel your porcellain skin moving, moving with every word you're keeping silent, moving with every thought you haven't shaped yet. It's been a while since I touched you, but my love, your spring breathing still burns inside my fingertips, and the...

What is your middle name? Jaakima.What are you passionate about? music, books, love, cats and cooking.Do you have any fears? crowded rooms, people; being forgotten, bad food and cars.Silver or gold? gold.Top three places to visit? I’d like to visit norway, new zealand and iceland one day.Where are you from? Vantaa, Finland.First career you wanted as a child: being a spaceman.What’s your sign?...

We haven't been talking in a while now and I'm hardly accepting this. I miss her, I want to see her, but I feel as if I try to talk to her, she's only going to push me away, like she usually does. Trying to distract myself with music and friends really only helps for a while. Whenever I go to bed, whenever I lay there, whenever I wake up in the middle of the night, whenever I wake up to challenge...