{"id":14728,"date":"2018-04-13T10:09:32","date_gmt":"2018-04-13T07:09:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lorenalupu.com\/blog\/?p=14728"},"modified":"2018-04-13T10:09:32","modified_gmt":"2018-04-13T07:09:32","slug":"scrisoare-de-iubire","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lorenalupu.com\/blog\/scrisoare-de-iubire\/","title":{"rendered":"Scrisoare de iubire"},"content":{"rendered":"

Drag\u0103 Marcel,<\/p>\n

Azi se \u00eemplinesc cinci ani de c\u00e2nd privirile noastre s-au \u00eent\u00e2lnit. Am citit brusc, pe nea\u015fteptate, \u00een ochii t\u0103i c\u0103prui tot ce nu \u015ftiam c\u0103 \u015ftiu despre via\u0163\u0103 \u015fi tot ce-mi doream cu ardoare f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 fiu \u00een stare s\u0103 pun punctul pe i.<\/p>\n

E momentul s\u0103-\u0163i mul\u0163umesc c\u0103 ai venit \u00een via\u0163a mea. C\u0103 ai conferit plenitudine \u015fi sens fiec\u0103rei clipe pe care am petrecut-o \u00eempreun\u0103. C\u0103 mi-ai fost sprijin moral, a\u015fa cum n-a fost nimeni altc\u00e2ndva vreodat\u0103. C\u0103 m-ai privit cu iubire \u015fi loialitate atunci c\u00e2nd al\u0163ii m\u0103 priveau cu \u00eendoial\u0103 \u015fi cinism. C\u0103, oric\u00e2t de grea era ziua prin care trebuia s\u0103 navighez ca Rose prin apele \u00eenghe\u0163ate ale oceanului, dup\u0103 ce Titanicul s-a dat de-a berbeleacul, g\u00e2ndul c\u0103 m\u0103 a\u015fteptai tu acas\u0103, cu aceea\u015fi iubire loial\u0103 \u015fi nestr\u0103mutat\u0103, \u00eemi d\u0103dea o putere de care nu m-am crezut niciodat\u0103 \u00een stare.<\/p>\n

Tu m-ai f\u0103cut s\u0103 m\u0103 lep\u0103d de solitudine \u015fi s\u0103 cred \u00een no\u0163iunea de “noi”. S\u0103 cred c\u0103 orice mic\u0103 victorie se dubleaz\u0103, c\u00e2nd cineva se bucur\u0103 cu tine, \u015fi orice e\u015fec se reduce la jum\u0103tate, c\u00e2nd cineva se uit\u0103 ad\u00e2nc \u015fi plin de comp\u0103timire \u00een ochii t\u0103i, apoi \u00ee\u015fi las\u0103 capul pe genunchii t\u0103i \u015fi-\u0163i spune, prin prezen\u0163a-i alin\u0103toare, c\u0103 totul va fi \u00een regul\u0103.<\/p>\n

N-am \u015ftiut niciodat\u0103 ce era compasiunea, p\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd m-ai \u00eenv\u0103\u0163at tu, Marcel. Eram obi\u015fnuit\u0103 cu oameni care m\u0103 bruscau, care se r\u0103steau la mine, care m\u0103 storceau ca pe un tub de past\u0103 de din\u0163i, sucindu-m\u0103 \u00een cele mai contorsionate pozi\u0163ii, p\u00e2n\u0103 la ultima pic\u0103tur\u0103. Cu oameni care extr\u0103geau exact ce le trebuia, apoi \u00eemi uitau num\u0103rul de telefon. Cu oameni care m\u0103 \u00eentrebau ce mai fac, apoi m\u0103 \u00eentrerupeau c\u00e2nd le r\u0103spundeam.<\/p>\n

Tu, Marcel, m-ai \u00eenv\u0103\u0163at no\u0163iunea de omenie.<\/p>\n

Ceea ce e ridicol, dac\u0103 st\u0103m s\u0103 ne g\u00e2ndim c\u0103 e\u015fti un simplu c\u0103\u0163el.<\/p>\n

La mul\u0163i ani, copila\u015ful meu bl\u0103nos, \u015fi \u00ee\u0163i mul\u0163umesc c\u0103 mi-ai deschis sufletul \u00een moduri \u00een care niciun om n-a \u015ftiut s-o fac\u0103.<\/p>\n

Te iubesc,<\/p>\n

Elena.”<\/p>\n

Foto: Wikivisual<\/p>\n

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