Acolo unde sunt eu,nu mai exista decit un grup mic de respiratii.Acele care ma ajuta sa respir si eu.Care imi dau cea mai aprinsa stralucire si cel mai frumos parfum.Ca un licurici pot sa strabat aprinse culori,si vii.Si sufletul se joaca in liniste,in placere,in casa lui.Este inteles si este pretuit,precum un copil.Atit de usor si simplu pot sa traiesc, doar acolo.In pas cu mine continua sa fie ,el ,oglinda sufletului meu.Apoi cercul iubirii mele,incepind cu familia.Si sunt fericita precum sunt atunci cind ma cuprinde el.Si sunt fericita precum ma cuprind “ai mei”.Nu mai conteaza nimic si nimeni mai mult.Trece timpul,si anii mei se risipesc iar in casuta mea de acolo,sunt ei,respiratiile mele de astazi.Sufletul meu pereche,si cei care mi- a daruit sufletul.Mai mult se cere pentru a voastra fericire?! pentru a mea,e atit.

Acolo unde cu siguranta am sa fiu.

Acolo unde si stele ma ajuta.

Acolo unde sunt acuma.

Acolo unde linga el,ma simt fericita intr-una.

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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