Friday, June 28, 2013


Let’s get married, he said.
I’ll make you love me.
And you’ll have to wake up every morning looking at my face.
And few years later I’ll make your life so miserable so you’ll start hating me.
We’ll live together and we’ll hate each other so intense every single day till the end of our lives.

And when we die we’ll meet each other by the river bank.

Great game we played, we’ll laugh. Let’s do the same for next nine hundred times.

We’ll salute each other with one cup of water from the river of oblivion and throw ourselves into the sea of everlasting.

…To meet again.

Još uvek se sećam.
Još uvek me boli.

Samo sada ne umem da se pretvaram.
Ne umem više.

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