paveikslas hiding inside myself

paveikslas hiding inside myselfShe closes herself in her shell, a thick space suit, and everyone says they have never seen a colder woman. But we've gotten used to it, even our best friends can't imagine her otherwise: stony, she doesn't feel anything. How can you console such a person that it hurts, that longing burns your heart you won't understand what you're talking about. But I saw her walking the dog. When it gets dark, she walks through the park, sometimes sits on a bench

cotton pink

An elegant notebook created by the artist Algis Krisčiūnas

sang to you

I will stand on the shore for a long time and patiently

Notebook "Gražiausių dienų užrašai"

I don't even think about that - why waste your days

įtraukiantis laisvalaikio praleidimas ir intensyvi smegenų treniruotė

Even if the sky is hidden under gray clouds

Worries are far away

I really wanted to see

and desires – just dust in the wind

and our song wafted over the field