\u00cen ultima zi am ie\u0219it la plimbare prin Roma, doar noi doi, f\u0103r\u0103 grup. Mergeam \u00eencet, f\u0103r\u0103 hart\u0103, l\u0103s\u00e2nd pa\u0219ii s\u0103 ne poarte pe str\u0103du\u021be \u00eenguste, pavate cu piatr\u0103 cubic\u0103. \u00cemi amintesc cum mi s-a ag\u0103\u021bat rochia de o banc\u0103 veche, iar el, cu un gest firesc, mi-a prins marginea materialului \u0219i a eliberat-o cu delicate\u021bea unui b\u0103rbat care \u0219tie ce \u00eenseamn\u0103 grij\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ne-am oprit l\u00e2ng\u0103 o f\u00e2nt\u00e2n\u0103 mic\u0103, ferit\u0103 de forfota turi\u0219tilor. Marek s-a a\u0219ezat pe margine, iar eu l\u00e2ng\u0103 el. N-am spus nimic pentru c\u00e2teva clipe. Doar am ascultat lini\u0219tea.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Apoi m-a privit \u0219i, cu o voce calm\u0103, a rostit:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u2014 \u021ai-e fric\u0103?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nu \u0219tiam la ce se refer\u0103, dar da\u2026 \u00eemi era. \u00cemi era fric\u0103 de c\u00e2t de repede m\u0103 obi\u0219nuisem cu el. De c\u00e2t de dor \u00eemi va fi de el dup\u0103 ce va pleca. De faptul c\u0103, dup\u0103 ani \u00eentregi, \u00eemi d\u0103deam voie s\u0103 sper\u2026 iar speran\u021ba poate durea.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u2014 Mi-e fric\u0103\u2026 s\u0103 nu fie doar un vis, am spus sincer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
El a oftat u\u0219or, apoi a scos din buzunar un bile\u021bel pliat. Mi l-a \u00eentins.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u2014 Dac\u0103 sim\u021bi c\u0103 ceea ce a fost \u00eentre noi merit\u0103 continuat\u2026 scrie-mi. Dac\u0103 nu\u2026 \u00eel arunci. Nu te voi c\u0103uta. Nu vreau s\u0103 te oblig la nimic. Dar eu\u2026 eu nu vreau s\u0103 m\u0103 \u00eentorc acas\u0103 ca \u0219i cum nimic nu s-ar fi \u00eent\u00e2mplat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Am luat bile\u021belul, sim\u021bind cum \u00eemi tremur\u0103 degetele. Nu i-am promis nimic. Nu l-am min\u021bit. Nici el pe mine. Ne-am \u00eentors la hotel, iar a doua zi excursia s-a \u00eencheiat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Drumul spre cas\u0103 mi s-a p\u0103rut mai lung dec\u00e2t tot traseul prin Italia. Am sim\u021bit cum \u00een sufletul meu se d\u0103dea o lupt\u0103: vocea ra\u021biunii \u00eemi spunea \u201ee prea t\u00e2rziu pentru iubire la v\u00e2rsta asta\u201d, iar inima \u00eemi \u0219optea \u201eabia acum ai \u00eenv\u0103\u021bat s\u0103 tr\u0103ie\u0219ti cu adev\u0103rat\u201d.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ajuns\u0103 acas\u0103, am pus bagajul jos \u0219i am t\u0103cut. Casa mea era la fel. Mobilierul la fel. Fotografiile copiilor pe etajer\u0103. Fotoliul meu vechi. Totul neschimbat. Dar eu\u2026 eu nu mai eram aceea\u0219i.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Am a\u0219ezat bile\u021belul lui Marek pe mas\u0103. L-am privit ca pe o fereastr\u0103 spre un alt destin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u0218i\u2026 nu l-am deschis. Nu atunci. Nici a doua zi. Nici a treia. L-am purtat \u00een po\u0219et\u0103 peste tot, ca pe o greutate nev\u0103zut\u0103. O parte din mine se temea c\u0103, dac\u0103 \u00eel citesc\u2026 nu va mai exista cale de \u00eentoarcere.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Au trecut dou\u0103 s\u0103pt\u0103m\u00e2ni. \u00centr-o sear\u0103, m-am trezit pl\u00e2ng\u00e2nd f\u0103r\u0103 motiv. \u0218i atunci mi-am spus: Mai bine s\u0103 gre\u0219esc tr\u0103ind\u2026 dec\u00e2t s\u0103 m\u0103 sting a\u0219tept\u00e2nd.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Am desf\u0103cut bile\u021belul.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Scria doar at\u00e2t:<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201eDac\u0103 vrei s\u0103 bem o cafea \u00een doi\u2026 vino \u00een Floren\u021ba. \u00cen fa\u021ba Domului. \u00cen prima zi de luni din lun\u0103. La ora 10. Eu voi fi acolo. O lun\u0103. Un an. Sau niciodat\u0103. Alege tu.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n Am z\u00e2mbit \u00een ciuda lacrimilor. Nu era o declara\u021bie. Nu era un \u0219antaj. Era o u\u0219\u0103 deschis\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Ziua \u00eent\u00e2lnirii se apropia. Mi-am cump\u0103rat un bilet de tren. \u0218i \u00een diminea\u021ba aceea, privind oglinda, m-am \u00eentrebat: Dac\u0103 el nu vine? Dac\u0103 eu am \u00een\u021beles gre\u0219it? Dac\u0103 mi-am f\u0103cut iluzii degeaba?<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Apoi mi-am r\u0103spuns singur\u0103:<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201eMai bine s\u0103 fiu acolo \u2014 cu inima b\u0103t\u00e2nd \u2014 dec\u00e2t s\u0103 r\u0103m\u00e2n aici, \u00eentre perne reci \u0219i regrete calde.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n M-am a\u0219ezat \u00een fa\u021ba Domului din Floren\u021ba. Cei zece pa\u0219i p\u00e2n\u0103 la f\u00e2nt\u00e2n\u0103 au fost cei mai grei din via\u021ba mea.<\/p>\n\n\n\n M\u00e2inile \u00eemi tremurau. M\u0103 uitam la ceas. Era 09:55.<\/p>\n\n\n\n 09:58.<\/p>\n\n\n\n 09:59.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Am sim\u021bit cum vocea ra\u021biunii striga \u00een mine: Vezi? Nu vine. Ai fost naiv\u0103.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n \u0218i atunci, cineva a l\u0103sat o cea\u0219c\u0103 de cafea l\u00e2ng\u0103 a mea.<\/p>\n\n\n\n O voce bl\u00e2nd\u0103 a spus:<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 Sper c\u0103 nu am \u00eent\u00e2rziat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Era el. Cu aceea\u0219i c\u0103ma\u0219\u0103 deschis\u0103 la g\u00e2t. Cu acela\u0219i z\u00e2mbet lini\u0219tit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n L-am privit \u0219i am sim\u021bit c\u0103 totul, absolut totul, \u00een via\u021ba mea se rea\u0219eaz\u0103.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 Ai venit, am \u0219optit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u2014 N-am mai avut r\u0103bdare, a z\u00e2mbit el. Sunt aici de la 09:30.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u0218i asta a fost. Nu \u00eenceputul unei pove\u0219ti spectaculoase, ca \u00een filme. Ci \u00eenceputul uneia reale. Una despre doi oameni care au avut curajul s\u0103 cread\u0103 c\u0103 nu exist\u0103 \u201eprea t\u00e2rziu\u201d.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Uneori, iubirea vine \u00een tinere\u021be. Alteori\u2026 vine c\u00e2nd nu o mai a\u0219tep\u021bi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Dar c\u00e2nd vine\u2026 trebuie s\u0103 ai curajul s\u0103 bei cafeaua.<\/p>\n\n\n\n P\u00e2n\u0103 la cap\u0103t.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" \u00cen ultima zi am ie\u0219it la plimbare prin Roma, doar noi doi, f\u0103r\u0103 grup. Mergeam \u00eencet, f\u0103r\u0103 hart\u0103, l\u0103s\u00e2nd pa\u0219ii s\u0103 ne poarte pe str\u0103du\u021be<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":40932,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/calatorinromania.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/42601"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/calatorinromania.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/calatorinromania.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/calatorinromania.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/calatorinromania.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=42601"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/calatorinromania.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/42601\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":42602,"href":"https:\/\/calatorinromania.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/42601\/revisions\/42602"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/calatorinromania.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/40932"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/calatorinromania.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=42601"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/calatorinromania.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=42601"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/calatorinromania.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=42601"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}\n
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