Ti si moj san.（你是我的夢）
09, Jan 2013 16:53
Just at that moment, I need a guy and you need a girl; and that's why we were together. I didn't need any promise nor any annoying words. What I really needed was a hug.
Dec. 20. 2012 20:00. In front of the cathedral located in the old town in Sarajevo, that was where we met. we shook hands, said hello to each other and drank pivo in a bar. You smiled with your lower lip bit and looked at me shyly.
Messy basement. A kitty was peeping at us through the window. You looked at me and talked with a soft voice, "Can I kiss you?"
Hugs. We hold each other tight. I felt your temperature, I touched your palms also your long and beautiful fingers. I heard your whisper. With my eyes, I saw your green and grey hazing eyes. I tasted and smelled marijuana and tobacco from your mouth.
Just as a dream, the most romantic dream so far I've never dreamed before.
Super romantic, right-brain thinker, music, guitar, reggae... I stayed one more night in Sarajevo. Tears, hugs. Again, we hold each other tight.
"You are everything."
"We will see each other soon."
"I'll miss you."
Nine hours train from Sarajevo to the reality. But it seemed that was not too long for me. I shed tears from Sarajevo to the border of Bosnia. I was quite tired.
It was a lonely December 24th for me. I Walked down on the street with tears when I was on my way back to home... and then slept with tears.
I left half of my heart in Sarajevo, in which three quarters belongs to you. You gave me your guitar pick as i exchanged my ring which was written "volim te" in different languages to you. We changed our beanies as well, just as some couples in romantic movies would do.
"You are my weeds and I am your tobacco. The sheet is our rolling paper. We were mixed and rolled up together."
Everything has happened was just like a dream, too beautiful for both you and me.