Da degeaba asta credeați am trecut prin semnele redate de dumneavoastră miam rugat chear moartea și este doctorpersoana an cauză pentru acum se ferește sa nu o vad dar simt că ea suferă mult ❤❤❤❤❤
Nu, nu exista suflete pereche, exista doar o actualizare a ceea ce ne place, ceea ce ne dorim, unele persoane pot fi sufetul tau pereche pentru ca sunt perfecte pentru momentul si timpul ala din viata ta,dar per total universul iti ofera mai mult sau mai putin ceea ce tu proiectezi, mintea/gandul creeaza persoanele pe care le intalnim, orice decizie pe care o luam duce inevitabil la o persoana sau alta, poti iubi de mii de ori intr o viata, secretul insa, cheia este sa poti pastra acea iubire, tu si el sa va puteti mula, adapta si evolua impreuna, ca in orice moment al vietii, el sau ea sa fii tot ce ti ai dorit vreodata, nu ceva ce ti doreai odata.
Hai sa ti trimit o poezie, preferata mea, pana la urma si eu, ca si tine sunt un idealist(putin mai pragmatic ce i drept) sa mi spui daca ti place "versiunea" asta a iubirii, infinite, eterne si depersonificate : Unending love I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times… In life after life, in age after age, forever. My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs, That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms, In life after life, in age after age, forever. Whenever I hear old chronicles of love, its age-old pain, Its ancient tale of being apart or together. As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge, Clad in the light of a pole-star piercing the darkness of time: You become an image of what is remembered forever. You and I have floated here on the stream that brings from the fount. At the heart of time, love of one for another. We have played alongside millions of lovers, shared in the same Shy sweetness of meeting, the same distressful tears of farewell- Old love but in shapes that renew and renew forever. Today it is heaped at your feet, it has found its end in you The love of all man’s days both past and forever: Universal joy, universal sorrow, universal life. The memories of all loves merging with this one love of ours - And the songs of every poet past and forever.
Mulțumesc este adevărat ❤❤❤❤❤
Da degeaba asta credeați am trecut prin semnele redate de dumneavoastră miam rugat chear moartea și este doctorpersoana an cauză pentru acum se ferește sa nu o vad dar simt că ea suferă mult ❤❤❤❤❤
Mulțumesc cu recunoștință ! ❤️
Exista,fiecare cu perechea lui!
Nu, nu exista suflete pereche, exista doar o actualizare a ceea ce ne place, ceea ce ne dorim, unele persoane pot fi sufetul tau pereche pentru ca sunt perfecte pentru momentul si timpul ala din viata ta,dar per total universul iti ofera mai mult sau mai putin ceea ce tu proiectezi, mintea/gandul creeaza persoanele pe care le intalnim, orice decizie pe care o luam duce inevitabil la o persoana sau alta, poti iubi de mii de ori intr o viata, secretul insa, cheia este sa poti pastra acea iubire, tu si el sa va puteti mula, adapta si evolua impreuna, ca in orice moment al vietii, el sau ea sa fii tot ce ti ai dorit vreodata, nu ceva ce ti doreai odata.
Da mam antalnit cu sufletul pereche dar neam certat foarte ascuțit ❤❤❤❤❤
Hai sa ti trimit o poezie, preferata mea, pana la urma si eu, ca si tine sunt un idealist(putin mai pragmatic ce i drept) sa mi spui daca ti place "versiunea" asta a iubirii, infinite, eterne si depersonificate : Unending love
I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times…
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs,
That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms,
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
Whenever I hear old chronicles of love, its age-old pain,
Its ancient tale of being apart or together.
As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge,
Clad in the light of a pole-star piercing the darkness of time:
You become an image of what is remembered forever.
You and I have floated here on the stream that brings from the fount.
At the heart of time, love of one for another.
We have played alongside millions of lovers, shared in the same
Shy sweetness of meeting, the same distressful tears of farewell-
Old love but in shapes that renew and renew forever.
Today it is heaped at your feet, it has found its end in you
The love of all man’s days both past and forever:
Universal joy, universal sorrow, universal life.
The memories of all loves merging with this one love of ours -
And the songs of every poet past and forever.