happy

I miss Iasi, but this feeling is a stranger for me; it’s not mine. I miss Romania, but … I don’t miss it. I miss you … yes, this is what I really miss. I miss you, I miss spending time with you, I miss seeing you … but I’m happy without. I have other things to do right now, I have new pieces of me to discover and invent, I really know how to enjoy my time and to love my life. Missing you it’s the joy of meeting you again somewhere sometime. Missing you is the happiness of the tomorrow, the happiness of today is my hands, my eyes, my mouth and my ears.

Yeah you, the one that you read this; maybe I’m speaking about you right now … or maybe it’s not about you.