I dream of you tonight, tomorrow you?ll (i'll) be gone

The moon shining down on us, like it is trying to say something. Say that it is right that we are there, together, next to each other. If not, at least we are breathing the same air. I look up, my finger pointing at the shiniest star on the sky.

I want that one. - I said.

Typically- he answered - You always want what i can not give you.

Then you're not for me ( onda ti nisi za mene) - i was persistent

You, my dear, are not for yourself (ti, draga moja, nisi sama za sebe) - he said smiling while putting the star in the palm of my hand.


And the lights came on, i woke up. No star. No you.