my Limbo

To every thing there is a season,
and a time to every purpose
under the heaven.

A time to be born, and a time to die;
a time to plant,
and a time to pluck up that which is planted;

A time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to break down, and a time to build up;

A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance;

A time to cast away stones,
and a time to gather stones together;

A time to embrace,
and a time to refrain from embracing;

A time to get, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to cast away;

A time to rend, and a time to sew;
a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;

A time to love, and a time to hate;
a time of war, and a time of peace.


Pentru ca ma simt prinsa,pentru ca brusc m-am trezit cu un rau ne-necesar in loc sa ma fi trezit cu Ingerul Necesar dupa cum mi-am dorit atat de mult.
Inca mai iubesc,pe fundul inimii mele a mai ramas un strat de celule care tin la tine,dar restul si-au rescris informatia genetica despre o noua stare,o noua stare care nu are nici o legatura cu tine,cu viata,cu zambetul sau cu atingerea ta...pentru ca eu am facut un pas peste noi si peste armele depuse jos.