Getting home late with a splitting headache, not being able get hrough to the firend you were supposed to meet
and switching on the tv in the very moment a film called 'serendipiy'(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CsjR5P3TuWY) begins - serendipity.
you were looking for something else
in fact, you have been looking for SOMETHING
if fact, almost anything
a sign a sidepost something, anything to tell you were on the right road
and the film is cute, proves to be a good enough painkiller for afew hours
and yes, the woman in it is as senseless as you are
and (surprise surprise) is psychiatrist
and you keep your eyes wide open
and you think about it all
last summer
or even earlier...
it must not have been an accident only
it has had to be more
it mad to start somewhere in '99, when your heart went out to that city
and you swore to return
and so five years later you were there
but it wasnt the right time yet
so something made him end up in your city
and then you were both in the same club
but other than the electric shock ..
it still wasnt time yet
but then
on a november morning you got buzzed
and you knew it was time
and you put on your best skirt and your green-ness
and
yes, it was him who opened the door
and
your umbrella forgotten
and so -just like in the film, what a cliché - you had to meet
and yet you thought it wasnt time
and so you struggled
and screwed up several times
both of you did, actually
and then
you just had to admit
that you'd end up together anyways
it was meant to be
and there is nothing to do about it
but unlike in the film
it doesnt stop there
and you know
that blaming ourselves
for past mistakes
is a burdain you drag along
for a long time still
except that now you dont want to any more
it has to stop
here and now
and it has o start to work.
