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Losing everyday. Losing words, losing will, losing mind.

I can't write. -So what? So I can't breathe out. It's all in me.

Once upon a time

It's just a memory, but I did it

Before no one can ask me why.

It's just a memory, I knew it

But I just can't get over his charm.

It's just a memory, you've heard it

We met once upon a time.

It's just a memory, we remember it

We knew each other in every life.

It's just a memory, I knew it

But no one can change my mind.

I leave the boy I thought I love

Just to be with him one more night.

And now I'm sad, and he is too

We must get back to our life,

The two we love

Don't deserve this harm.

We dream of each other every night,

Our dreams are thorn apart,

But we knew it from the start,

It's just a memory for one night.

Bilo je to vreme kada je sve stalo, samo je ono nastavilo da teče. Išli smo dalje a stajali smo u mestu. Ponekad mi se činilo da život prolazi a da to i ne primećujem. Plašila sam se da se jednoga dana probudim, shvatim da je vreme prošlo, da udišem poslednje komade vazduha, da je gotovo, i osetim ukus kajanja na svojim usnama.

"You never looked at me like that". But he was wrong. I always look at him like that, but he has not courage to look at me at all. That is why he never saw the way I look at him with love, with passion, hope in us, with warmth in my heart, knowing that our souls are the same, that he is me and that I am him, and that no one can understand us the way we understand each other. That night i fell asleep with one thought in my head: ,,I can't be with someone who can't even find a courage to look at me, to kiss me, to say ,,I love you", first. And I can't help but wonder: Do people who don't have courage find those who have it the most? Is that the way the love is born? I don't know. But I know that I can't always be the one to start the love, to start the war. Sometimes even the brave ones need to feel weak in right hands of a person who weakness turns into the peace.

It'll be hard to hold the rhythm of a normal life, but sometimes you have to let go of crazy things in your head.

Ashamed to be human,

Ashamed to be free.

Ashamed to feel lonely,

Ashamed to be me.

I scream,

I love,

I’ve lost,

I live,

And I’m most ashamed when I am quiet,

When I should thrive.

Nalazim mir u knjigama.

U sitnim kapima kiše koje dodiruju prozorska stakla.

U tvom osmehu i tvojim rukama.

Nalazim mir u moru,

u zvezdama,

u nebu.

U mesečevom sjaju kojem otkrivam sve svoje tajne.

U mislima drugih,

u tuđim pričama i sreći putnika koji prolaze kroz moj život.

Nalazim mir,

u svemu oko sebe

osim u sebi samoj.

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Yeah now we've entered the back pain stage

I want to go home.

- But you're already home.

No. I want to go home. I want to be 10 years old again. I want to grab my brother's hand and lead him into a game that will last forever as time imperceptibly collapses from the walls of our family home. It will act slowly, it will act calmly, and it will happen so quickly that tomorrow we will shake the memories off our shoulders. But it will be worth it, because I will come home again.

I don't believe in a perfect world and I don't want to live in one. We all need misery, sins and mistakes. If not, where would all the art, stories and feelings come from?

,,Sometimes I would think about my daydreaming. I imagined things once a day, twice a day, three times, five times, ten times a day. Then I realized - I live in reality only in my head, everything else around me is just a mere fabrication".

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My God, it was so beautiful when I saw you in every stream, in every meadow, in the wind, in the sky. I was on my way to you, at peace with you. I looked for you in every story, in every spoken word, in every thought and prayer.

What happened?