Mihai found himself staring, not with lust or even curiosity, but with a sudden, sharp clarity. It was as if he had been looking at a black-and-white map his whole life and someone had just pointed to the actual ocean.
He realized then that the world wasn't a cold, mechanical place. It was a place where this person lived. Her existence was a victory over the void. Even if they never spoke, even if she left in ten minutes and he never saw her again, the universe was objectively better because her heart was beating in that moment. Nicu Alifantis- Ce bine ca eЕџti!
A woman walked in, shaking a translucent umbrella. She didn't do anything extraordinary. She simply took off her coat, brushed a stray lock of wet hair from her forehead, and ordered a tea. But as she sat three tables away and opened a sketchbook, the entire geometry of the room seemed to shift. Mihai found himself staring, not with lust or
Mihai looked down at his coffee and smiled. He didn't feel like a ghost anymore. He felt like a witness to a miracle. The rain continued to fall, the city continued to grind, but for Mihai, everything was settled. She was there. And that was more than enough. It was a place where this person lived
The thought echoed in his mind, timed to the rhythm of a song he had heard a thousand times on his father’s old vinyl records: Ce bine că ești. It is so good that you exist.