Daca iubesti!

Exact ca o dragoste adevarata nu poate fi mai puternica si mai frumoasa daca nu a trecut peste mii de obstacole,dar asta e si secretul ca  sa treaca.Oare nu o dragoste adevarata ar trece peste nori si stele?! Hmm..vreau si eu sa o simt,cum ar lupta pentru mine))

Cum crezi ca ar fi o dragoste adevarata?!  …. Cum sa iubesti cu adevarat?!

Ar fi magica simtirea dacar voi ati simti secunda maxima in care as primi intrebarea si sub o plapuma fina de tot si gingasa,as raspune.

Nu cred ca as putea sa spun exact cum ar arata o dragoste adevarata,dar as fi vrut sa inchid ochii ca sa pot atinge acele clipe imaginabile.Si inchid ochii.Caci si un orb ar simti tot ce as dori eu sa redau.E minut,e atingere,e simtire dragostea adevarata,unde fluturii nu traiesc o zi ci o viata.Insasi omul traieste pentru iubire,se naste din iubire si pleaca spre lumea necunoscuta din cauza iubirii.Nu stiu ce fel de privire ar capata ochii mei daca i-as deschide ,nu stiu…dar ar fi fenomenala!

In primul rind nu cred ca prin cuvinte s-ar putea exprima intreaga atingere a unei dragoste atit de fine si adevarate,unicul lucru ar fi cert caci aceasta atingere nu se pierde nici la o oarecare distanta,caci e un lucru atit de adevarat.

Nu am de unde sa stiu cum e sa iubesti cu adevarat,cu toate ca nu e nevoie de experienta ca sa simti visul ce se zbate in fiecare seara deasupra orizontului.Insa din nou ajung la cuvintul “privirea”caci daca totusi deschid ochii se tipareste o dragoste la care o visez si eu.))Stiu doar ca naste fluturi  si mii de zimbete adevarate.

Published by daianapirgaru

Hello, there! My name is Diana. I am from the Republic of Moldova. Moved to the United States in 2016, and started from the beginning. I was born to inhale words instead of air, to have ink instead of blood, to live thousands of years everything people live in a moment. Since I remember myself, I had this deep connection with the moon, autumn, and woods. I was the sensitive child in the family or the weirdest one. I discovered my passion at an early age, but my wings were broken since I was in high school. Didn't stop flying. Moved to another planet, where I had to learn English from the beginning. I am an overexcited person who adores words and struggles with grammar. I write gritty short stories, novels, and poems, holidays articles, etc. Besides that, I am a student and a MOM.

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