They give me butterflies at 1:27pm and 'am

Somewhere in this mess
I found the ones who are always here,
the ones who will stroke my back after a long day,
the ones who will flirt my days away,
the ones who will listen
and the ones who will help.
I found the ones who will know more me
and accept more me
than this whole mess did.

I found the ones who will make me feel
some sort of -
some strange sort of butterflies.

Not the common ones
but the ones that
make me fly.

And all this mess
I found me.

1:27 poems about love

I will always write poems

about the ones

I love

or for the ones

I'm falling in love with. 

I might even write

when I falling out of it

but never for those 

who kill my love

towards myself. 

Even if it's in the very end. 

I will always write poems

about and for the ones

who make me feel

like I could fall in love. 

But "no worries," 

I say to myself,

"it takes more than poems

to actually know

that I'm in love". 

But I'm always

falling. 

Might leave after 127 days?

I set myself free
from the situations
that drained me.
I set myself free.

The only one holding me here
is me.
And I'm setting myself free
from myself.
And from this place.

Ma vabastasin end
situatsioonidest,
mis nõrgestasid mind.
Ma vabastasin end.

Ainus, kes mind siin hoiab
olen mina.
Ja ma vabastan end
iseendast.
ja sellest kohast.

Weekday realizations at 1:27am

You thought
there was something
wrong with you.

Little did you know
he was wrong
for you.
And with you.

127 flames

She said to me
"you never go back"
and she explained
that she would always doubt.
She said to me
"you never go back,
and you let people wonder
did it really happen?"
And I nodded
and added
"Even
I don't remember
anymore".

Because I choose
now
what to remember
and what to burn.

And I chose to burn
"going back".
And the smoke
freed me.

She was free at 1:27pm

He couldn't believe
that she didn't care -
so he made a decision
and created a mission
to speak about almost everything
to her.
And when she didn't even lift
an eyebrow
he understood
it's done.

She was free.
And he had to face the fact
that he sat her free
in the first place.

Ta ei suutnud uskuda,
et ta ei hoolinud enam -
seega ta võttis vastu otsuse
ja tegi missiooniks
rääkida temaga kõike
kõigest.
Ja kui ta isegi ei kergitanud
oma kulmu
sai ta aru,
et see on kõik.

Ta oli vaba.
Ja teisel oli seista fakti ees,
et ta lasi ta vabaks.

127 pieces of kindness

Somehow
she was the kindest,
funniest,
most caring
and the most "willing to fight for
what's good" one...

even if she was
the one
who was
in pieces.

Kuidagi moodi
oli ta lahkeim,
naljakam,
kõige hoolivam
ja kõige rohkem "valmis võitlema
hea asja nimel"...

isegi kui ta
oli see,
kes tegi seda
tükkidena.

1:27 is all there is

This is not

your practise 

life.

This is the only

one.

This is all 

there is.

127 possibilities

"Decisions 

based on fear"

are not the ones

that I’m ever 

going to make 

(again).

Decisions

need to be full of

possibilities.

Full of hope. 

That it’s going to be -

it’s going to work out 

amazing and amazingly. 

Make decisions 

based on

you.

And nothing anymore

based on

the fear of failure. 

127 days later

You were

not ready --

yet he knew

the moment he

saw her. 

Too bright at 1:27pm

I can't open my eyes

when I see you

you look happier

and more calm

yet even more excited about living

and loving 

and going

you look like

you have landed

in your own home

yet the whole world

feels like your home now 

you look like 

you have accepted 

that there’s a lot of you

in you

in others

and in the people you love,

looks like

you have accepted 

that you are for those

who are willing to 

love the whole you 

you don’t just look happier

you feel happier 

and calmer

you look so bright

I can’t open my eyes 

At this moment, 1:27am

I cried

because I was scared

and terrified.

I was scared because

I didn’t know where I was going

and terrified 

because

I have never felt more alive. 

Never. 

And I cried, 

but my tears didn’t drain me,

they nursed me 

and

I sailed away. 

Towards the life I wanted. 

1:27pm in Brussels

Here

And the only one

who is here as well,

who is always welcomed,

who is always wanted

and needed -

the only one who

can always be here

is me.