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  "-De unde ai atitudinea asta? De cand lipsa asta de incredere in tine? Stii ca tine de ceva vreme, nu ai mai creat nimic, lasi timpul sa iti toceasca penita, nu ai mai scris de mult timp! Cine e de vina?
  Ea lasa tigarea pe scrumiera, nu il privi in ochi. Nu se gandea decat la faptul ca el vedea ceva mai mult decat vroia ea sa recunoasca ca este! De ce o iubeste? De ce vede atata frumos in tot ce ea arunca de pamant? Cine a facut-o sa se simta mica din nou? Cum a putut sa fie atat de naiva sa creada in altcineva?
  -Te iubesc si ma doare ca te lasi prada unor sentimente ce nu te mai reprezinta! Stiu ca treci prin ceva greu, cu totii trecem prin ceva greu acum, dar trebuie sa iti revii, trebuie sa creezi, sa faci ceva sa iesi din starea asta!"

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!"