Here's a beautiful short poem by Zeljko Krznaric which I translated from Croatian to English because it takes my breath away and I wanted everyone who doesn't speak my language to read it too...
Don't believe that I'm leaving because it's not possible to leave this bed
in which we made up the most beautiful stories
it's not possible for the wind to take me away
somewhere
into some filed full of snow
because who else will kiss your forehead so gently
who would think about such silly stuff
to marry one another every evening
to run away sometimes
don't believe
just watch
my cigarettes are still here
my coat
and my heart too
I'm still very much yours
that I don't even have time for myself
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