Lost in your light
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Ongoing5m
Last published Wed, May 23, 2018
Noi doi priveam.Tu în gol,dar eu pe tine.Te priveam și parcă puteam simți amărăciunea din sufletul tău. Te priveam și încercam să îmi imaginez cine sau ce ți-a putut provoca durerea asta.Știam că ceva te-a marcat.Oricât de mult încercai să ascunzi asta de ceilalți,privirea te trăda.De fiecare dată când parcã alunecai în propriile-ți gânduri,eu te zăream.Chiar și pentru câteva secunde,îți oglindam sentimentele de parcă eram un singur suflet în două trupuri distincte.Îmi doream să îți ating inima în mii de feluri diferite,așa cum nimeni nu a mai reușit până în momentul de față.
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