Kao da je bilo nekad... @ivythequeen - Tumblr Blog

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Had to share this @WeHeartIt

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Rebloguj ovo da ti se u sljedecih par dana desi neocekivana sreca.

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razlog-mog-lutanja

da okušamo

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nista ne kosta

ona-voli-kontrolu

vrijedi probati :)

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Ma i ti

stalno-ista-greska

Ajde, trebaš mi. Hvala.

I ti se mene poželjela, nećemo se lagati 😏

tebipripadamesec

hajde hajde

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s-tobom-dotako-nebo-bih

godinama sam se trudila

da ti prekrijem tragove

da zaboravim miris tvoje kože

da naučim da volim svetlije oči od tvojih

godinama kretala

i vraćala se

vrtela se u krug

iznova polazila od nule

a zapravo je samo trebalo otići

negde gde te niko ne zna

gde nikoga nemaš

gde je sve bučno

i užurbano

i zbijeno

negde gde ti gužva ne ostavlja prostora za nostalgiju

negde gde košava briše svaki trag prošlih dana

negde gde skrivene krošnje u svitanje ne liče na tebe

trebalo je samo pobeći od ulica u kojima si me nosio na rukama

a takvih je u našem gradu pregršt

i doći ovde u neku Takovsku

u neki Bulevar kralja Aleksandra

ili Skenderbegovu

gde nema tvojih prozora

gde nema tvojih drugova

gde nema nijednog sećanja na tebe

i odjednom pesme na radiju ne vuku za sobom šest tona tešku setu

i odjednom vetar na Kališu ne vrišti svoje prevelike snove

koji su te odveli od mene odjednom

Skadarlijom ne teče vino u ime naše prolivene sreće

vidiš kako je lako bilo zaboraviti te

samo je trebalo prevaliti silne kilometre

vraćajući se od tebe sebi

s-tobom-dotako-nebo-bih

zoveš me

kažeš pijan si

a glas ti nisam čula mesecima

kažeš

gotovo drhtavim

jedva razumljivim glasom

/tebe niko nikad zamenio nije

niti će ikad/

i prekidaš tek tako

nenajavljeno

kao i sam poziv

puštaš me da sama udišem pepeo nekadašnje ljubavi

koja je sagorela do temelja

puštaš me da se sama borim sa uspomenama

ti sebični

pijani skote

tvrdoglavomagare

gejerka

Lazes,

Kada lutas

Uvek te nadjem na istom mestu

A ja nisam bezao

Zato se nismo sreli.

Znam koga pamtis

Dok ostale brojis

inritum

contac

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middle0fmymind

blossomfully

“He’d never cared much for strawberries, but that summer her lips were so stained with the juices that they were all he tasted. And he’d never had a favourite fruit, but two years later, a new girl is sat in front of him, laughing at his jokes. “If you could only eat one thing for the rest of your life, what would it be?” She asks playfully. And he remembers how her hands traced the veins in his neck and made their way across his chest. He remembers her soft breathing and limbs draped across his shoulders. “Strawberries.” He tells her. “I could live a life on nothing but strawberries.””

— S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #54 -“Strawberries” (via blossomfully)

blossomfully

“There she was, at 4am, in your bed. You loved her then, didn’t you? She was wearing your duvet like a cape, with her head poking out. She loved you back; she really did. You said, “I don’t know what to do. I’ve never met anyone like you.” She said simply, “kiss me.” So you did. You lifted her chin and kissed her mouth and swallowed her giggles whole. You felt her sunshine fill your lungs as she wrapped her arms around your neck. You felt the duvet fall as she leant forward. “Tell me a secret,” she said. She was always saying these things. “I’ve told you everything already,“ you said. Your lips were on her neck. “Tell me a secret,” she repeated. “Okay,” you sighed, “I love you.” “Tell me a secret.“ “I’ve always loved you.””

— S. Zhao