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Sa po me vun ky diabolic mu mer aman

Akoma Beqo je re

Re: Sa po me vun ky diabolic mu mer aman

Citim:

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Po citoj ato që tha StReSi_DhE_BiZnEsI
Akoma Beqo je re

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Keto dite jam i lumtur pavarsisht nese ti bene pjese apo jo e diteve te mia...

Megjithse ndonjeher eshte me mire me qene pa te, vetem kshu ja kupton vlerat asaj qe te mungon.

Nuk kam menduar per asgje keto dite , vecse per veteveten.
Here here hija jote vjen e me ben vizite por pas nje casti shkujdesur arratiset me timen hije dhe bejn dashuri gjetiu.
Une kthej shkujdesur koken pas dhe i buzeqesh asaj qe ndodh me vetedijen se ti do te mbetesh gjithmon ne labirintet e zemres time.
Ngrihem ne kembe dhe ndez nje cigare , tymi loz me muziken qe eshte ne sfond .Me duket se eshte - Comptine d'une autre été - Yann Tiersen .
Stepem per nje cast pastaj i buzeqesh kendshem dites qe po me pushton .
Koha loz me akrepat e ores , une luaj me cigaren , tymi loz muziken , fatet lozin me ne.
Marre fryme thelle , e flak tutje cigaren me premtimin qe do perpiqem ta le, e di qe keto premtime me gjysem zeri nuk i mbaj asnjehere.
Ika , u nisa drejt henes , atje kam lene gjurme here pas here , sa here qe endrra me bente vizit ,sa here qe ushqeja keto dite...


Ditet e mia pa ty...

Jam aq mire sa nuk e imagjinon dot ...ta kisha ditur qe do isha kaq mire do te kisha zhdukur me kohe nga jeta ime

takes a long long time to heal from a broken heart, i'm not sure if i'm completely cured from this terrible sickness, but i have made peace with loneliness for a long time now, and that is some progress. i still think about her, though some years have passed, sometimes i wake up sweating, it's a nightmare when i think/wander that there's some bastard parked im my spot now?!! it's painful!! naturally i want to explode when thoughts like this enter my head, then i start smiling in irony that life never falls short of, i start breathing trying to relax and accept the loss like a gentellmen! but it's not easy! here i go again, smiling ones more... 


i've grown to see life defferent these days, like a meaningless tennis game, where the word love means nothing = zero...

Citim:

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Po citoj ato që tha kurti
takes a long long time to heal from a broken heart, i'm not sure if i'm completely cured from this terrible sickness, but i have made peace with loneliness for a long time now, and that is some progress. i still think about her, though some years have passed, sometimes i wake up sweating, it's a nightmare when i think/wander that there's some bastard parked im my spot now?!! it's painful!! naturally i want to explode when thoughts like this enter my head, then i start smiling in irony that life never falls short of, i start breathing trying to relax and accept the loss like a gentellmen! but it's not easy! here i go again, smiling ones more... 


i've grown to see life defferent these days, like a meaningless tennis game, where the word love means nothing = zero...

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Nese dita te buzeqesh
ti buzeqeshi asaj per mua
vetem ti te jesh e lumtur
tjeter sdua...

 

Un jour sans te voir
C'est un matin sans soleil
Où tout devient noir
Où tout devient pareil


Un jour sans t'entendre
C'est un après-midi bien triste
Où je ne fais qu'attendre
Où il n'y a que l'espoir qui subsiste
Un jour sans te toucher
C'est un soir sans lune
Où rien ne sert de se coucher
Où seule ton absence m'importune

Un jour sans toi
C'est un royaume sans roi
C'est un homme sans foi
C'est une vie sans joie

ps; Me fal qe nuk e postova ne shqip,por ne frengjisht tingellonte me kendshem.