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    "Am incercat in zadar sa ma conectez la internet, telefonul meu este prea invechit sa prinda semnalul de la cafenea. Bine ca nu este urgent sa trimit acest e-mail.
     Primavara a refuzat sa mai apara, in schimb s-a instalat toamna. Zic asta uitandu-ma la frunzele uscate si rosii ce cad de pe crengile copacilor, un pic dezghetate! Ce vina au ele ca au ramas acolo inca de anul trecut?
    Asa ma simt si eu, amortita, prea tarziu sa ma desprind, prea inghetata in propriile sentimente decalatate!
   Primavara urma sa imi reaminteasca ca este vremea tarzie si trebuie sa imi mut inima, dar primavara refuza sa mai apara...
     Amandoi stim ca schimbarea ne va lovi pe amandoi, tu ma vei vedea cu altul iar eu te voi vedea indragostit de alta, purtati de anotimpurile ce refuza sa apara..."

                                                                                            Dor Amar - 2014


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The last light

The last thing she said to him was a name, a name for the light.
She vanished into the darkness, leaving him alone in the last gasp of light.
There is no air in the other side, no time and no memory.
How can you search for yourself when you don't have a taste of your own irony!?

The presence he once felt was lost in the place of no name.
Where the light has no game.
No storm to clean up after he is gone.
Where the tears are for no one.

Your last kiss

It was for sure September, a warm, ready to rain September.
I was expecting it t happen but I always pushed it back.
You can't keep next to you an illusion, a person that does not want to see what you see in him/her.
You have been avoiding me for days and showed less interest of what I was hopping to exist between us.
Yet I came to you, next to the field, to have my heart broken in pieces and become more damaged that I was when I fell for you.
You said the truth and I accepted the defeat, I couldn't have you anymore, couldn't use you as a shield for reality. I had to let you go.
And as I look at that moment, back, I can't seem to remember your last kiss, of how your breath touched my full of tears face... and wonder if you remember it.


"As I am shaking under the idea of you loving me still, after all this time that we have been away from each other, I am trying to light up my cigarette and forget about you, like I did so many times.
I try to keep all the emotions away, but they are deep into my existence, in my blood, in my dreams and they define me as I am. My shadow of a person, small and unfulfilled, in pain and lost!"