In the beginning of the end, There was no way. Just me And you And someone else On a bench, Not talking.
You asked me Two years ago: "Will you come back? " I kept the quiet and Went away.
And now you ask me: "Why came back? " I feel the moment and just said: "I wanted to have a home, but now I am here, It's not my home Anymore."
You say: "You were born and raised here, It's always been your home, Your parents, friends and just the man from the flower corner." You look, And said: "You loved this city, You loved to walk through the buildings, You always loved to have some fun with people from the market."
In my mind, The city where I was born A long, long time ago - Where I was happy and excited, Where I was a little girl. Where I was playing with the kids And loved to live.
But now, I'm not there. I'm in an unknown city, The city where I used to live. And maybe one day, I will be free And feel at home here.
You sit behind me On the bench. No words. Just you And me And someone else In the beginning of the end.\n\nKristina Kozina
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