Red is for love ❤️
We continue loving no matter what, despite the distance and the borders that have separated us.
Extreme fatigue and endless stress can never wear this love out.
Discrete confessions, long-awaited marriages, and births of children all happen under the melody of the howling air raid sirens.
We send each other kisses through Viber and Facetime as if we were standing face-to-face.
We always ask "how are you?" and never "where are you?" because it is a military secret.
We write letters to the ones we care about, no matter where we are: in blindages, dark apartments, resettlement centers, or occupied ruins.
We continue to love.
Extreme fatigue and endless stress can never wear this love out.
Discrete confessions, long-awaited marriages, and births of children all happen under the melody of the howling air raid sirens.
We send each other kisses through Viber and Facetime as if we were standing face-to-face.
We always ask "how are you?" and never "where are you?" because it is a military secret.
We write letters to the ones we care about, no matter where we are: in blindages, dark apartments, resettlement centers, or occupied ruins.
We continue to love.
