Summertime

Insomniile mele nu vin niciodata singure. Uneori par nesfarsite si musca cu ciuda, insa intotdeauna aduc cu ele un amalgam de ganduri despre ceva, cineva si “cum ar fi…” Somnul vine greu, vine putin si cerne de prea multe ori vise fara raspuns, inexplicabile. Dimineata, incercam sa ascundem cearcanele care atarna in colturile pernei si zambim politicos incercand sa uitam.

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Miroase a vara pe terasa mea si e cald betonul sub talpi. Feels like the right mood and the right place. Do you know what’s the only thing missing?…

2 Responses so far »

  1. 1

    me said,

    It,s me!

  2. 2

    Ioana Hurjui said,

    I doubt that🙂 dar daca vrei sa te prezinti ca sa stiu cine este acest “me”, it’s ok with me


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