LOVE STORY

Интересна приказна ми се допадна 

koga sme veke kaj prikaskite, mene mi e najubava sneznata kralica, sekoja vecer ja terav majka mi da mi ja raskazuva.....

Fala

Изменето од ivin - 17.Декември.2006 во 14:44

angle mila.....tekstot se gleda deka e napisan od srce, deka e poln so cuvstva i emoci.....

Letter 2

Evening, Monday, July 6

You are suffering, my dearest creature - only now
have I learned that letters must be posted very early
in the morning on Mondays to Thursdays - the only days
on which the mail-coach goes from here to K. -
You are suffering -
Ah, wherever I am, there you are also - I will
arrange it with you and me that I can live with you.
What a life!!! thus!!! without you - pursued by
the goodness of mankind hither and thither - which I
as little want to deserve as I deserve it -
Humility of man towards man - it pains me - and
when I consider myself in relation to the universe,
what am I and what is He - whom we call the greatest -
and yet - herein lies the divine in man -
I weep when I reflect that you will probably not
receive the first report from me until Saturday -
Much as you love me - I love you more -
But do not ever conceal yourself from me - good
night -
As I am taking the baths I must go to bed -
Oh God - so near! so far!
Is not our love truly a heavenly structure, and
also as firm as the vault of heaven?


Good morning, on July 7

Though still in bed, my thoughts go out to you,
my Immortal Beloved, now and then joyfully, then
sadly, waiting to learn whether or not fate will hear
us -
I can live only wholly with you or not at all -
Yes, I am resolved to wander so long away from
you until I can fly to your arms and say that I am
really at home with you, and can send my soul
enwrapped in you into the land of spirits -
Yes, unhappily it must be so -
You will be the more contained since you know my
fidelity to you. No one else can ever possess my heart
- never - never -
Oh God, why must one be parted from one whom one
so loves.
And yet my life in V is now a wretched life -
Your love makes me at once the happiest and the
unhappiest of men -
At my age I need a steady, quiet life - can that
be so in our connection?
My angel, I have just been told that the
mailcoach goes every day - therefore I must close at
once so that you may receive the letter at once -
Be calm, only by a calm consideration of our
existence can we achieve our purpose to live together
-
Be calm - love me - today - yesterday - what
tearful longings for you - you - you - my life - my
all - farewell.
Oh continue to love me - never misjudge the most
faithful heart of your beloved.
ever thine
ever mine
ever ours


BEETHOWEN

She couldn’t sleep. She tried shifting positions but she still couldn’t sleep. She tried drinking alcohol, yet it didn’t work. She tried listening to some boring music but it made her more wakeful and irritated. Candice gave up and decided to lie down, close her eyes and wait until her insomnia leaves. But when she was at the verge of sleeping, she started hearing noises below. Someone seemed to be shouting her name. Disturbed, she decided to take a look from her window.
“Candice!” the man called out, panting.
“Tristan?” she recognized his voice. “God! You’re soaking. Come inside.”
Tristan hesitated to listen to her and stubbornly stayed in the rain. Still searching for air, he willfully asked her. “Are you in love with him?”
“With who?” Candice asked in consternation.
“With this Christian?” he blurted out, pleading her to say no. But he didn’t let her respond and continued instead. “Are you? Cause hell! I’m so damn in love with you!”
Candice froze in utter disbelief. She was so stunned at what he just told her. She wasn’t even sure if she heard him right. As if he heard her, he repeated what he said, louder and clearer. “I’m in love with you, Candice!” he shouted, neither caring nor worrying about how the neighbors would react. In fact, he wanted to tell the whole world about this wonderful feeling that had been bothering him months ago. And this time, he would not take back anything or even regret having said that to her for he was so sure that he had loved her all this time. “I…Love…You!” he repeated. His words made her smile, making her lips tremble and her eyes watery. She could not explain how she felt at the moment. All she wanted to do was to go down and bring her lips to his. “Just shut up and don’t try waking everyone else.” She told him, trying hard to hold back her eagerness. “I’m coming down.”
As fast as she could, Candice ran from her room all the way to her front door, trying hard not to slip. Tristan waited for her earnestly to open the door. He couldn’t wait to look at her once more, to hold her and make her feel how much he meant those words. But as she opened the door, he couldn’t detach his feet from the ground. All he could do was look at her, and put his wet hands in his coat pockets. A combination of amazement and desire wandered in him, which made him hold back.
Candice started walking to him, her pace changing from time to time. She didn’t care. She didn’t care even if she was walking across the street in her nightshirt or even if the downpour was drenching her and the night wind freezing her. All she cared about at the moment was Tristan. Rain poured mercilessly as they met each other’s gaze, only an inch apart from each other. “Hello,” she greeted in a gentle whisper. He couldn’t speak. Instead, he lifted his hand and held it softly against her cheek. Slowly, she lifted her head and her lips met his. Suddenly, everything and everyone around them didn’t exist. There was only the two of them entwined in each other’s arms.