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Journey into time...

Take a quick break from your daily life and lets take a walk.

Altough everyone will go straight ahead,we should better let them all go and just watch them leaving,living their life,walking down the street...

Lets leave everyone behind us and take a few steps back,make a journey back in time,looking back to the place and moment  we've met...stay there and just remember...

I don't know about you

I don't know what you really like

how you really are 

how you live your life

how you spend your days

how you feel

how you think

what you want and what you don't

whome you love 

whome you hate

...so I can't say I know you because I don't know anything about you....except of what I read from the magazines or what I see at Tv...except of the moments when we are together.But that is enough...A moment was enough for me to fall in love with you.

"You had me at hello"

How can this be possible?

How can you feel in love with a person of who  you don't know anything except the way he:

walks

talks

kiss

feel happy

feel satisfied

makes love

sleeps

dance

drinks

eats

his name

his age

where he lives

what he drive

looks at you in different moments...

Is that enough?If not...how can I be in love?Or if what I feel isin't love....than how do you call it?

When?

Mi-am dat seama ca ma mint din nou.

Ma mint atat de bine incat am ajuns sa ma cred.

Ma mint ca imi place de altii

Ma mint ca te-am uitat

Ma mint ca esti urat 

Ma mint ca am reusit sa trec peste tot

Ma mint ca pot sa iubesc pe altu

Ma mint ca pot trai fara tine

Ma mint ca de fapt am avut doar impresia ca tin la tine

Ma mint zicand ca e mai bine asa

Ma mint incercand sa cred toate cliseele

Ma mint dimineata cand vad ca e o noua zi si zambesc,desi nu-mi vine deloc sa fac asta

Ma mint ca nu ma mai gandesc la tine

Dar ma mint...hai inapoi langa mine...nu mai pot fara tine,nu mai pot jur....curg lacrimi si le simt ca si cum ar curge sange...macar de ar curge tot...sa mor...daca as sti ca asta m-ar aduce langa tine,as muri,caci oricum deja sunt moarta...sunt moarta fara tine,desi par in viata,desi par fericita,desi tie ti se pare ca imi merge bine,de fapt lucrurile nu stau asa deloc.Ma lupt cu mine insumi zi de zi,ma lupt cu toate sentimentele,ma lupt cu minciunile,ma lupt cu orice...dar pierd mereu si tu castigi....castigi fara ca macar sa stii ca te lupti pentru ceva.Si atunci ma intreb....e asta o lupta dreapta?Cu siguranta nu,dar e o lupta,una dura.

Mai sunt doua luni...doua luni si pleci...nu stiu de ce dar am senzatia ca nici atunci nu se va incheia lupta...incep sa cred ca sentimentele pe care ti le port sunt de fapt umbra mea...si oricat as incerca nu pot sa o descos...Peter Pan de ce putea?daca m-ar auzi un copil cred ca ar rade de mine.Si copii sunt sinceri...

To be honest I feel the smallest person in this world,and I feel like it akes me in places I didn't know I have inside me ...and it doesn't matter how many haircuts I get,or how many glasses of wine I drink with my girlfriends...I still go to bad every night...thinking of every detail and wonder what I did wrong or how I could misunderstood everything.....and how in the world can I get over you...

everything it's useless...because the next time I see you every single feeling that I have for you comes back,every single part of me is shaking...and I start thinking of you...again...and again...

When will it be over?When will the pieces of my heart finally get to place?When will I stop lying to myself?When will I stop asking myself so many questions and live my life instead....without you in it...wuthout this devilish feelings in it?

WHEN????

o farama...

cand am aflat ca te intorci pentru a ramane inca doua luni am fost cea mai fericita...jur...simteam nu stiu...simteam ca plutesc...simteam ca poate mai am o sansa...simteam din nou...chiar simteam...dar acum...acum dupa ce realizez unele lucruri...acum abea astept sa pleci...

When that someone you love doesn't love you and

you are lonely and sad... Fate dealt a hand and

you've lost it...the best pal that you ever had Each

appeal that you made was a failure your romance

had come to the end And that someone you love

doesn't love you that's when your heartaches begin...

amintirile....o sa le pastrez mereu cu mine...n-am cum sa scap de ele...asa e omul...dar sentimentele...sentimentele pe care ti le port eu acum in suflet as vrea sa dispara...as vrea sa dispara ca orice necaz care de bine de rau oricat de incet tot trece...te lasa...te pirnde in mainile lui marsave....te tine acolo,te strange,te face sa suferi dar pana la urma iti da drumul...dar sentimentele?sentimentele de ce nu pot fii asa?de ce trebuie timp pentru a uita o persoana?timp...poate timp e prea putin spus...caci nu de timp e de ceea ce am eu nevoie ca sa te uit...ci sa imi gasesc eu puterea in mine sa trec peste ceea ce simt...dar oare am atata putere?banuiesc ca daca as avea acea putere nu m-as mai gandi la tine...nu m-ar mai interesa ce faci...daca te mai vad...cat te-ai schimbat...nu m-ar mai interesa ce imi spui cand ne intalnim intamplator...si nu as mai tremura de fiecare data cand te vad...ca apoi sa simt o fericire interioara pentru simplu fapt ca m-ai intrebat ce mai fac sau cine stie ce alt lucru complect banal...complect absurd...oare de unde vine puterea de a trece peste sentimente?cine le poate calca in picioare?cine?as da orice sa aflu...dar nu pot...nu pot si trebuie sa traiesc in incertitudine...incertitudinea daca voi putea vreodata sa te uit?!sa am puterea cand te vad pe strada intamplator si povestim in gandul meu sa zambesc doar zicand "a fost inca unul"...si nu cum e acum...cand imi trec mii de intrebari prin cap dintre care nu pot sa o pun pe niciuna...si nu pot sa nu am zambetul talamb pe fata...mii de emotii si mii de sperante...speranta ca poate mai este o sansa...

de aceea sper...sper ca dupa ce vei pleca totul va fi mai usor...sper ca e adevarat cliseul "ochii care nu se vad se uita"sper din tot sufletul...dar as vrea sa nu fie totul doar o speranta...pentru ca oricat timp ar trece fara sa te vad...oricat de sigura as fii ca te-am uitat definitiv...oricat de mult as crede ca am ajuns sa tin la altcineva....cand te revad realizez ca de fapt tot ce simt simt pentru tine...si oricare altul e langa mine il compar cu tine...il compar si mai rau de atat imi imaginez ca ai putea fii chiar tu in locul lui...si doare....doare rau...

te rog...m-ai strans destul...m-am chinuit destul...am suferit destul...da-mi drumul...te rog da-mi drumul...lasa-ma sa plec...nu mai pot...doare prea tare...nu vreau sa mai sper....nu vreau sa mai simt...nu vreau sa ma mai gandesc la tine...nu vreau...dar nu pot sa fac asta....asa ca te rog...salveaza-ma de mine insumi...lasa-ma sa plec....elibereaza-ma de tine...de sentimente de ganduri de tot...tot ce imi aminteste de tine...te rog mult......

Moi...et...

I've been to the place we first met....the place we used to call ours...but they've change it....do they know we are not the same anymore?

I felt it empty...altough it was really crowdy...I tasted from your glass the champagnie we used to drink that night....but I didn't like it....it was to dry...just like things between us now.... I was missing you....the way we danced....the way we drank...how we laughed....the time when you were calling me "baby"....when no one and nothing was between us....when we shared our dreams and shared your bed...The time we used to call "us"...but with every blink of an eye..I was realizing that nothing is like it was...the place...the people...the music...you...it was just not the same...They changed the decoration...i felt it cold...they've put new music...music I never heared before...but also one song...that one song that reminded me of us...we looked at eatchother....smilled and sang the lyrics...I wonder if you saw in my eyes how much I care about you.......

there is one thing they did not do...they didn't change us...we did...you did...you changed us both...both feelings....you know...yesterday for the very first time I felt love and hate at the same time...and...it hurt...I felt like going to the bathroom....close myself there and cry...cry and forget everything...but I couldn't...I run to the toillet and on the way there I met you. "You shouldn't smoke so much anymore...."u said...smilled at me and then sent me a kiss and left...

....Hey idiot...i'm smoking because of you...

Why can't it be the way it used to be that night?

Why can't you understand I still want you?

Why can't I simply forget you?

Why can't I simply ignore you?

Why are you always hurting me without knowing?

Why do I always feel lost when I see your smile?

Why can't you care about me too?

Why do I love you?....

Why were u my first and you don't even know that?

Why am I writting this?

Why....why does it have to be that way and why don't I have the courage to tell you all this face to face?

Why are you drinking Moyet without me?Don't you feel it dry too....?

DOR

Azi vreau sa vrobesc despre dor...
Dor de tine.
Dor de mana aia calda.
Dor de o seara de vara pe o terasa.
Dor de viata fara griji
Dor de o caldura nebuna si nu caldura de afara....caldura sufleteasca
Dor de o tigara fumata pe jumate ca intram in apa.
Dor de viata fara stres...fara Bac...fara invatat...fara sute de lucruri de facut
Dor de o soapta fina ce te cheama a ea...
Dor de nisipul cald ce te gadila in talpa
Dor de somn pana bate soarele in geam
Dor de seara in care am fost "noi"
De fapt dor de tine.
Mi-e dor.....

Unsere Erfahrung In Wien.

Cand am fost in VIENA am cules FLORI si am mancat TIRAMISU.Pacat ca m-am impiedicat de o GURA DE CANAL din care a iesit o BROASCA care tipa "abu...abaconoo'.Am plecat mai departe sa cumpar un cadou , DAr NIci nu am ajuns bine in magazin ca a strigat un nebun dupa mine "ou est anna?". M-am dus sa cumpar tigari, un politist il averitiza pe unul ca il baga in ALCATRAZ.Cand am ajuns in magazin un individ facea cunostiinta tuturor cu RAUL.Ne-a intrebat de ce RADEm si apoi prostul ne-a ARS cu tigara.Am luat o DUBA de taximetrist cara m-a intrebat daca PRETTEZ servicii.In final mi-a oferit o ciocolata si un gin TONIc.JOStEsul de la o firma cauta FRANCEZ-pane.Seara m-am intalnit cu un tip foarte COOL.YO!. l-am intrebat daca nu are VIAgRA pentru un prieten si mi-a raspuns "CLARO"! M-am dus in camara sa caut MURE S-ANu viitor o sa golesc raftul DE SUS ca sa nu mai cada CLEIul DE MARe.Am plecat in graba de acasa,mi-am uitat telefonu asa ca m-am hotarat sa intreb un trecator unde e gara si cat e ceasul. Cred ca era putin nebun caci mi-a raspuns : RU IZ gone,it's SIX TO ten.
Dupa cateva ore eram in pat.PAS CA NYu mai pot.

A doua zi dimineata m-a trezit telefonul.Trebuia sa merg sa vad ceva TEREN CE era de vanzare.Mi-am luat bluza pe mine si mi-am dat seama ca miroase a LEVANTICA.Am ajuns tarziu evident.Toata lumea bea bere.A venit la mine un MUNTEAN si m-a intrebat ce vreau.CIUC sau SILVA?Pe drum spre casa am vazut un POPA cu un LEU in lesa si o punga mare de LACUSTE in mana.BOOM...evident ca trebuia sa cad.un FAURar a fugit repede inspre mine,nu prea stia vorbi bine,dar m-a intrebat. ZO RANit?
M-am ridicat singura.DA MIRam-as ca n-am patit nimic.
Mai departe m-a oprit un psihiopat care m-a intrebat daca sa-si lase BERCIuni.M-am uitat mirata la el.CHE TREA NU i-am raspuns...sper ca a inteles.
Seara tot ce aveam in cap era : Lets GIB SOme action.