so Charlotte left… her 6 months traineeship is over and she went back to France…
one of the best persons I met in my life… and eventhough I promised to my self not to connect so much with other trainees (because I hate goodbyes and losing friends), she managed to get under my skin and we before I knew it we became really really close… started with ordering food together and watching a movie to relax after a hard day at work and ended up with some deep conversations and trust and understanding that we`ve built over time… she is the one I could turn to anytime to listen to me whining about anything and bitching about everything… to hug me everytime I`m down and miss Sandra and help me out with my countdowns `till my next trip to Belgrade, to hug me actually everyday I come back from work… in short to be there for me…
And even if I told her so, I think she will never know how much I appreciate that and how important it was for me…
so, I`m not saying goodbye… I know that people lose contact over time and tend to forget, but this was so special that I simply don`t want to and won`t do it…
and I know that we will be singing this song whenever we meet, and remember The days…
Once upon a time there was a tavern
Where we used to raise a glass or two
Remember how we laughed away the hours,
And dreamed of all the great things we would do
Those were the days my friend
We thought theyd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day
We'd live the life we chose
We'd fight and never lose
For we were young and sure to have our way
Then the busy years went rushing by us
We lost our starry notions on the way
If by chance Id see you in the tavern
Wed smile at one another and wed say
Those were the days...
Just tonight I stood before the tavern
Nothing seemed the way it used to be
In the glass I saw a strange reflection
Was that lonely woman really me?
Those were the days...
Through the door there came familiar laughter
I saw your face and heard you call my name
Oh my friends were older but no wiser
For in our hearts the dreams are still the same
Those were the days...
See you soon mommy…
Been that in Belgrade to show you real places for going out and getting drunk 🙂 or in Bretagne to see famous highways… ah, yeah, you don`t have tghem there 😛
Love,
Daddy