sâmbătă, februarie 26, 2011

sambata noaptea




e tarziu si e noapte. somnul l-am ratacit in asternuturi si l-am indulcit de dimineata cu o cafea. prea mult zahar, prea multa neatentie, prea aiurita, prea-prea. ma pierd printre idei si realizez ca brusc mi-e dor de vara. desi e departe, ii cam duc dorul. plimbarile pe malul marii, baile nocturne in mare, sa dansez desculta in nisip pe melodiile care se aud din jur, sa stau intinsa pe nisil si sa privesc cerul, sa ma simt libera, sa simt soarele cum ma tine in brate, sa ma indragostesc de fericire, sa traiesc clipa, sa ma simt bine.
"acum stiu ca marea ma asteapta".

miercuri, februarie 09, 2011

vezi tu, nimic nu te face sa te simti mai bine decat sa fi tu, indiferent de ce spun cei din jur.

marți, februarie 01, 2011


"You may not be her first, her last or her only. She loved before, she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She's not perfect - you aren't either and the two of you may never be perfect together, but if she can make you laugh, because you to think twice and admit to being a human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that you can break - her heart. So don't hurt her, don't change her, don't analyze and don't expect more that she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad and miss her when she's not there."
-Bob Marley