Amorteala 3

Inchid ochii. Strang pumnii pana imi simt unghiile puternic infipte  in palma. Nu ma doare. Respir sacadat si repede, parca nu am aer. Parca ma sufoc. Inima imi pulseaza puternic, as vrea sa o opresc  dar nu am cum. As vrea sa ma misc dar nu pot. Cearceafurile ma invelesc. Le simt usoare si grele. Simt bratele din jurul meu. Ma strang tot mai tare. O lacrima se scurge pe obrazul cald. O simt rece. O simt cum  fuge spre cearceaf. Parca vrea si ea sa simta.  

Respir sacadat.

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