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- Pridružio: 17 Jul 2005
- Poruke: 3097
- Gde živiš: "Daleko od Negdje"
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Ni jedno ni drugo. Eno me knjiga ceka u autu (tek danas sam isla da je pokupim iz biblioteke - nadam se da cu je procitati za vikend, ako naravno nesko ne "iskoci" pa da me odvuce od citanja) a film nisam gledala (u stvari jos uvijek trazim The End of the Affair - koji nikako ne mogu da nadjem, a tako zelim da ga pogledam :shmrc: ... jer mi se knjiga jako dopala).
Anyway, ako pogledas film - javljaj kakvi su utisci.
Dopuna poslije vikenda:
Uspjela da dodjem do pola knjige. Znaci procitala sam nekih 150 stranica a ni sama ne znam kako. Nije mi dosta - hocu da je procitam cijelu sada i odmah al' nemam vremena.
U svakom slucaju moram da pohvalim piscevu opustenost pisanja ... lezernost.
Lijepa ljubavna prica.
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"Dear Teresa,
Can you forgive me?
In a world that I seldom understand, there are winds of destiny that blow when we least expect them. Sometimes they gust with the fury of a hurricane, sometimes they barely fan one’s cheek. But the winds cannot be denied, bringing as they often do a future that is impossible to ignore. You, my darling, are the wind that I did not anticipate, the wind that has gusted more strongly that I ever imagined possible. You are my destiny.
I was wrong, so wrong, to ignore what was obvious, and I beg your forgiveness. Like a cautious traveler, I tried to protect myself from the wind and lost my soul instead. I was a fool to ignore my destiny, but even fools have feelings, and I’ve come to realize that you are the most important thing that I have in this world.
I know I am not perfect. I’ve made more mistakes in the past few months that some male in a lifetime. I was wrong to have acted as I did when I found the letters, just as I was wrong to hide the truth about what I was going thru with respect to my past. When I chased you as you dorve down the street and again as I watched you leave from the airport, I knew I should have tried harder to stop you. But most of all, I was wrong to deny what was obvious in my heart; that I can’t go on without you.
You were right about everything. When we sat in my kitchen, I tried to deny the things you were saying, even though I knew they were true. Like a man who gazes only backward on a trip across the country, I ignored what lay ahead. I missed the beauty of coming sunrise, the wonder of anticipation that makes life worthwhile. It was wrong of me to do that, a product of my confusion, and I wish I had come to understand that sooner.
Now, though, with my gaze fixed toward the future, I see your face and hear your voice, certain that this is the path I must follow. It is my deepest wish that you give me one more chance. As you might have guessed, I’m hoping that this bottle will work its magic, as it did once before, and somehow bring us back together.
For the first few days after you left, I wanted to believe that I could go on as I always had. But I couldn’t. Every time I watched the sun go down, I thought of you. Every time I walked by the phone, I yearned to call. Even when I went sailing, I could only think of you and the wonderful times we had. I knew in my heart that my life would never be the same again. I wanted you back, more than I imagined possible, yet whenever I conjured you up, I kept hearing your words in our last conversation. No matter how much I loved you, I knew it wasn’t going to be possible unless we – both of us – were sure I would devote myself fully to the path that lay ahead. I continued to be troubled by these thoughts until late last night when the answer finally came to me.
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Oh, Theresa, I am sorry, so very sorry, that I ever hurt you. I am coming to Boston next week with the hope that you find a way to forgive me. Maybe I’m too late now. I don’t know.
Theresa, I love you and always will. I ma tired of being alone. I see children crying and laughing as they play in the sand, and I realize I want to have children with you. I want to watch Kevin as he grows into a man. I want to hold your hand and se you cry when he finally takes a bride, I want to kiss you when his dreams come true. I will move to Boston if you ask because I cannot go on this way. I am sick and sad without you. As I sit here in kitchen, I am praying that you will let me come back to you, this time forever.
Garrett"
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Nothing I expected.
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Black, ja pogledala The End of the Affair ... veliko razocarenje. Nema ono nesto sto sam osjetila u knjizi.
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