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A words trier, a stormy sea sailor, a jazz lover, a painting admirer, a poetry parser, a gig addict, a scent seeker, a harmony balancer. Or perhaps, a philanthropy practitioner, a knowledge seeker, a common grounds searcher, a truth resolver. Otherwise, tiny and frail creature who lives in deeds, not years. In thoughts, not breaths. In feelings, not in figures on a dial. And who also counts time by heartthrobs. Because most lives who thinks most, feels the noblest, acts the best.

Friday, September 22, 2006

A LETTER

My dear,
I’ll try to find only few words which could describe the whole me these days; my sentiments, my thoughts, my memories, my tendernesses, my melancholies, my joys, my rains, my sunshines, my rainbows, my moonbeams, my insomnias, my eagernesses, my desires, my furies, my aches, my skies, my nights, my stars, my deaths and my resurrections… though it’s going hard. Otherwise I will need ages (and you are already old enough ;-).

So, the truth is that I don’t think, but I surely know how good and strong you are. I went through terrible crisis and temptations past two months; I hated my disabilities, I was furious at my weaknesses, I avulsed pieces of my broken soul and I tried to send them to you, I was so mad at your cruel ignoring, but I was always more mad at myself. I hated the physical distance between us, I was absolutely angry at our awful circumstances, I hated your problems, but I was never angry at you, I never hated you.

I spent hours and hours talking and analyzing with my shrink, I starved to death; I upset and I made complete chaos at the family’s atmosphere, I meditated for days, I chalked with my pain, I brought my life to nothingness… And could you suppose what is my resume of all these things? The answer is: understanding.

I understand you. I always did. I understand every move you made, every step you took, and every word you said to me.

2 Comments:

Anonymous ribaro said...

iam edna pesna во прeвод se vika "ми недостасуваш"... kako prodolzetok na krajot na postot.
Ne sakam da ja podelam bolkata, zashto ne e spodeliva, toa e samo licemerie... dovolno e da kazam deka te procitav

Fri Sep 22, 12:35:00 AM 2006  
Blogger le piaf said...

Pa, fala ti...

Fri Sep 22, 12:42:00 AM 2006  

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