nedelja, 21. oktober 2012

How I met your father, 1

I was looking for someone.
Someone that I haven't seen for ages.
Someone that I loved.

   I was here. I got off the car and took a deep breath.  The smell was the same, but nearly everything was different. A few years of war totally changed our world. There were no more internet or mobile phones, computers, tv and other stuff like that. People started living like 100 years ago. I loved the feeling, when there weren't any electric devices around me.
   I started walking through an old village. Memories were all around, remembering me why I'm here. An old house, tree by the stream, bench... And his house. I came here with a plan and knew exactly what to do, but at that moment I just.. couldn't move.
   There were four people in the house: a woman and three little kids. I could see them at the table, waiting for their dad to come and eat lunch.
   That was too much for me. I was jealous on that woman, because I wanted to sit at her chair, playing with children and waiting for him. But I was doing just one of these things: waiting for him to come in the kitchen, wanted to see his face, the most beautiful that I've ever seen.
  Our story is to complicated and sad to describe in just few sentences. But I think, my little kid, we've got enough time before rain fades away.

Everything started in year 2012, the first one on college.

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The sun was shining and everything was beautiful.. Green shades surrounded her. The smell of freshly mown grass, sound of rippling water. She was stunned because of all the memories that were chasing on her mind.
The first time when she came here, nature was even beautiful. There was the same tree, growing along the stream, fields, river.. But there was also him.. The one who learned her how to enjoy the beauty. And life, also. How to wake up every morning with a big smile on your face, to start day with saying "thanks, that I'm alive".
Unfortunately, he left. Another place was calling him. And people, that needed his help more than I did. Maybe, he will come back some day. And then, only one look will be enough to fall in love with him again.