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Dor... de moarte

  "-Am crezut ca nu mai vrei sa vii! ii spuse ea cu voce tremuranda si cu mainile unite la piept.
    El nu raspunse, isi lasa geaca in cuier si se descalta de pantofi.
   -Ti-am facut de mancare in caz ca nu ai mancat in oras... iti pun in farfurie?
   El se opri sa aprinda lumina si privi gol spre holul ce ducea in dormitor, ofta si se indrepta spre bucatarie.
  -Inca esti suparat pe mine? Stii ca nu am nici o vina si ca as da timpul inapoi, lasa-ma sa iti pun sa mananci! se opri in fata lui dar el trecu prin ea.
  Pe masa din bucatarie e poza lor, poza de la nunta, de acum 10 ani, iar in spatele ei e un vas in care sta cenusa ei."



                                                                  Dor Amar - 2014








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From all the men I've met.
From all the men that I have seen.
My heart decided to love the one that doesn't love!


The man that looks at me like I belong to him! The man that took all of me, Meat and pain, Leaving my bloody heart to die in vain...

What have I learned

What have I learned about myself?
On those lonely nights with you?
On those wet of tears pillows,
Under your sweat and heartbeat?

I've learned that I don't belong there,
Or you with me.
I've learned that I'm to weak
And that you can crush me at any time.

I've learned that one sided love is never enough
As long as the other person projects its fears to the other.
My love it's to weak for you.
But it will always be there, as it always was!



An end

Summer in my hair,
Winter in my heart.
I've waited for you in the dark. Poison and despair.
I have done my part. I have given you my heart!