On our first year in collage when It was Spring break we went to Romania, your mother was happy that you finally decided to go there and 'visit family' specially that you hated travelling, we went on a train ride by beautiful landscape and you kept laughing at my attempts to take the "perfect" photograph, eventually I got tired and fell asleep with my head on your thighs holding Polaroids as you listened to music.
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Elysium
Teen Fictionsilence crossed the path, of everyones attention for just a second. we locked eyes for a brief moment. we were finishing the fortitude of a song and we had to intertwine before we lost it all
