E ftoht\u00eb… me buz\u00ebqeshje t\u00eb ngrir\u00eb, eci n\u00eb rrug\u00ebt e nj\u00eb qyteti gjigand t\u00eb panjohur! P\u00ebshp\u00ebrima, puthje, pasione, hipur mbi motorr\u00ebt e er\u00ebs, \u201cCavvasaki e Honda\u201d, ofshama, drith\u00ebrima, pas mureve t\u00eb ftoht\u00eb ngjishem, f\u00ebrkohen dy trupa! N\u00ebn dritat e makinave, duken e zhduken, profile femrash \u201cmoderne\u201d, tingujt e buzuqeve, hargalisen n\u00ebp\u00ebr kabare! O Zot, \u00e7\u2019marr\u00ebzi dhe hare! E ftoht\u00eb, me buz\u00ebqeshje t\u00eb ngrir\u00eb, fragmente \u201cseksi\u201d m\u00eb dalin p\u00ebrpara. Dikur kam qen\u00eb i lumtur n\u00eb nj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr qytet! Atje, kam l\u00ebn\u00eb nj\u00eb \u201czem\u00ebr\u201d q\u00eb gjithmon\u00eb m\u00eb pret! Alban Arapi.
\nVuajtje dhe lot dashurie. Ku m\u00eb ike, ku m\u00eb humbe e u trete, nj\u00eb plag\u00eb n\u00eb zem\u00ebr m\u00eb mbete, nj\u00eb zjarr q\u00eb kurr\u00eb nuk shuhet, nj\u00eb em\u00ebr q\u00eb p\u00ebrjet\u00eb ruhet. P\u00ebr A, nga Vetmia Gr.
\nE ndjeja se ti nuk ishe tipi im, e ndjeja se do t\u00eb ishte nj\u00eb zhg\u00ebnjim, e dija se \u00e7do fillim ka nj\u00eb mbarim, por gabova se t\u00eb desha, shpirti im. Si n\u00ebp\u00ebr \u00ebnd\u00ebrr e kujtoj emrin t\u00ebnd dhe plag\u00eb e vjet\u00ebr m\u00eb kaloi e nuk m\u00eb dhemb. P\u00ebr ty n\u00eb zem\u00ebr asnj\u00eb vend m\u00eb nuk gjej, jo, nuk e gjej, se veten s\u2019dua ta g\u00ebnjej.
\nGjithmon\u00eb e kam ditur q\u00eb nuk ekziston dashuria, po kur t\u00eb njoha ty, i hodha posht\u00eb mendimet e mia. M\u00eb b\u00ebre t\u00eb besoj se ekziston edhe lumturia, por nuk zgjati kjo lumturi p\u00ebr mua u kthya n\u00eb dhimbje p\u00ebr ty nuk e di… Gimi.
\nSonte per ty do te pi, do te pi pa pushim, do qaj e do bertas, me sa fuqi te kete shpirti im. Sonte do te dehem, e gotat do t\u2019i thyej ne mur, do te pi nga merzia e do kujtoj kohen qe kaluam dikur. Gjith\u00eb naten zgjuar do te rri, deri vone ne mengjes, duke qare e duke pire, une per ty sonte do t\u00eb vdes. Deni.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
E ftoht\u00eb… me buz\u00ebqeshje t\u00eb ngrir\u00eb, eci n\u00eb rrug\u00ebt e nj\u00eb qyteti gjigand t\u00eb panjohur! P\u00ebshp\u00ebrima, puthje, pasione, hipur mbi motorr\u00ebt e er\u00ebs, \u201cCavvasaki e Honda\u201d, ofshama, drith\u00ebrima, pas mureve t\u00eb ftoht\u00eb ngjishem, f\u00ebrkohen dy trupa! N\u00ebn dritat e makinave, duken e zhduken, profile femrash \u201cmoderne\u201d, tingujt e buzuqeve, hargalisen n\u00ebp\u00ebr kabare! O Zot, \u00e7\u2019marr\u00ebzi […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[104],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-7627","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-mesazhe"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7627","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/5"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7627"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7627\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7627"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7627"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7627"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}