Artidotes

Lullaby.

Generalna — Autor artidote @ 00:39
And then it happens. Just when you thought your world is wrecked in milion pieces,and that you can't go back from that,it just happens. You meet that one person. The one with the perfect smile,just looking at you. Smiling at you. And you instantly see the fire in his eyes. It seems like the world has stopped and everything else is gone but you two,just talking nonscense and smiling at each other. Just in time and the right place. 
And you just keep talking. And you realise the resemblance. You realise how same you are. 
And you wonder if that is the good thing. You wonder if this is your long lost soulmate,even. 
You wonder.. maybe wondering ruined it all.

The next that happens is your first kiss with that person,the kiss that changed it all. 
I was about to escape from you,but you tamed me with it. Why did you do that? 
I will never stop blaming you for kissing me that morning.

And so everything started changing. So I started questioning myself,too. Should I stay or should I go..I fucking stayed.For the first time I stayed for someone,and I didn't run away,even though I knew you could never be mine. Not even for a little while. I will never stop blaming you for making me stay. 

And as the time is passing by you find yourself getting attached to moments..to a single song.
You find yourself in late night walks without a destination,listening to that 8 minute song just thinking about that perfect smile,lusting for a kiss. Lusting for that one person. 
Saturdays. Every single one of them was unic in it's own way. I guess saturday is our signature sign. Lot's of things happened with those saturdays,once or twice I found myself waiting for them to come..In that time I didn't understand why. I guess I didn't want to.

But one day you're here and then you're gone. 

You also find yourself just listening to that one person,not even saying a word,even tho I'm one babbling son of a bitch,I kept quiet..just listening to you..the way you talked. I will never stop blaming you for making me listen to you. 

The final chapter. The one I never saw coming. You asked me out for a walk. So i walked with you..and your dog. We walked with the wind,while sun was shining down on us,I was holding your hand,leaned on your shoulder..You kissed my forhead. And you played a perfect song for a perfect moment..So sad I didn't remember that song the morning after,but it was so damn beautiful..just like that one moment with you. I wonder If you planned it all..Guess I'll never know. I will never stop blaming you for aksing me to take a walk with you. 

Tonight is a saturday. At least 20 minutes more. And I am not with you tonight. I'm not holding you..I'm not kissing you..And I guess I never will again. The butterfly effect. Just in time and the right place. You were there. I was there. I really wish I never met you.
You once told me that you take photos of things that have a story. I'll always wonder what story did you saw in me. What did you see in me? 

In the darkest time of my life,I saw a light,I saw a smile. Your smile made me smile truthfully after a long time. You're the one who made me felt alive. In so many ways.
I'll keep a part of you in my head,hidden deep inside of it. The other part I need to let go. 
Because you made me feel. And trust me,it's been a while since I felt something for someone. Thank you for reminding me what butterflies feel like. But I need to go..cause If I never leave I'll ruin yesterday. 


We were never meant to be,and I'm okay with that. Wish you all the best,Samurai.
I will never stop blaming you for making me fall in love with you. 

Once upon a time,I met someone. That someone triggered the person I used to be.
So now Im uncapable to forget the warmest eyes I ever saw,the prettiest smile,the most colorful mind..the wild in it. I regret the day that someone walked in a pub where I was. Just in time..and the right place.


Plot twist

Generalna — Autor artidote @ 00:54
Izgleda da je stvarno istina da ono sto ne znamo ne moze da nas ubije. Ali,sta je sa onim delom kada znamo da ne znamo nesto? Mislim da taj deo vise ubija. Sama pomisao na cinjenicu koja nije vidljiva,i koja se mota po umu veci deo dana...a najvise nocu,kada sve onako utihne i ostavi te samog u svojim mislima. I tad nisi svestan sebe,niti prostora u kojem si,svestan si samo toga sto ne znas,i izjeda te toliko da i kada su ti teski kapci ti ne mozes da ih zatvoris,jer ljudska priroda je ta koja te tera na radoznalost. I tako te mori..i mori..i mori.. sve dok te konacno ne izmori,i onda odustanes. Ali ostanes prazan,nekako nedorecen i nedefinisan,i osecas se izgubljeno,i svaki put ti postaje puzla koju trebas da slozis,ali neces. Jer si odustao. I onda se pitas koja je svrha? Mozda za sve postoji razlog,ali mozda i ne. Paradoks. Paradoks tebe samog i uzroka tvoje radoznalosti. Mozda taj uzrok nije ni svestan da je napravio problem,mozda mu nije ni palo na pamet da je nekome poremetio um,i da neko ne moze da zaspi,mozda taj uzrok jednostavno nije kriv za ono sto ti ne znas. Mozda se prvo polazi od samoga sebe? Da li je vama mozda palo na pamet da ste vi sami uzrok onoga sto znate da ne znate? Ipak se uvek polazi od sebe .

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Generalna — Autor artidote @ 00:44
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