Scrisoare de ramas bun !

Scrisoare de ramas bun !

Si ce daca , formula omului este pusa pe paranteze sau pusa sa se desparteasca definitiv.
Si ce daca,omul trebuie sa se desparteasca de alt om,poate asta e si unica solutie de a rezolva formula.
Si ce daca,te frige aceasta durere,te scutura de ultimile respiratii,poate asta e si unica cale de-a invinge ultimul dureros exercitiu.
Suntem noi cei care ne despartim fara sa stim ca de asta nu avem nevoie.Ne grabim noi dar nu timpul ne grabeste.
Ne racim noi dar nu iarna ne raceste.
Scrisoare de ramas bun,e atit de dureroasa si atit de lunga,Doamne!! Caci ai de spus in ea,tot ce nu ai spus in anii,sau in luni.
Nu iti desprinde minuta,sufletul de acei oameni pe care ii mai vrei sa ii tii,pe acei oameni care sufletul se zbuciuma cind ii vede.Nu rezolvi nimic asa,chiar daca iti pare ca nu ai nici o metoda de-a o rezolva,vine timpul si iti arata,cum trebuia sa mergi pe aici,unde “plus”trebuia sa pui in loc de “minus”.
Si continui sa scrii,in modul asta ce emana indiferenta,sa dai expresia vie a cuvintului “totu-i bine”,sau sa scrii de parca ai uitat tot trecut intr-o clipa de secunda.E asa o amagire vire,cu care inchzi ochii cu toate ca vezi si acolo totul.Dupa care trece timpul si atit de clar iti dai seama,cum ai scris , si cit de bine ar merge radiera acolo.

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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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