Every time we met, she said, it was like a movie, like a song, lyrics of which were rewritten as we found ourselves in a distance where we could feel each other walking, breathing, whispering. I would move closer, he would lean towards me and an invisible electric line would connect our eyes till our hearts would nest in our melted bodies”. She looked at him as she walked away, and the end was a moment in yesterday.
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Nassia Kapa is the woman who writes this blog. She gets obsessed with songs she imagines herself living in and plays them on repeat mode. She loves coffee with an ice cube, airports, hugs and long kisses, would never say no to gin and tonic, to story telling book covers and shoes. By changing pair of shoes, you walk in different pace, directions and you see new people from another point of view. She lives in south London and loves taking long walks in neighbourhoods she has never been before. Passionate about poetry in words, in feelings, in body language. Touched by anything that can make her brain molecules obey her heart's strong will. Lost in Opera arias and ballet. Drunk in jazz and art. Hello, my name is Nassia. I am not a photographer. I just feel, it happens to have a camera around. © All of my photographs are Copyrighted and All Rights Reserved. They may not be used or reproduced publicly in any way without my written permission. View all posts by Nassia Kapa