DIN BLOGURILE MOLDOVEI
Sfarsitul lumii a fost. Un sfarsit de decembrie macabru. Ploaia londoneza m-a udat pe dinauntru.
“…If I knew that this would be the last time you pass through this door, I’d embrace you, kiss you, and call you back for one more. If I knew that this would be the last time I would hear your voice, I’d take hold of each word to be able to hear it over and over again. If I knew this is the last time I see you, I’d tell you I love you, and would not just assume foolishly you know it already.” -