How The Cold Breeze Touched My Heart

How The Cold Breeze Touched My Heart

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I am always attached to the warmth. The vibrant colors, the glowing light, and the loud music. When I still paint the world from my own perspective. When I still see the people on their bright side. When I still choose to stay in the ray of sunshine. When I still choose to listen to my surroundings. But I didn't realize I'm bleeding my own paint. But I didn't realize I was blinded by the bright side. But I didn't realize I wasn't listening to myself. Slowly, the cold breeze killed the fire inside me. The fire that I used to keep the light - the fire that slowly burned me out inside and almost left me only with ashes. So to answer my own question... How The Cold Breeze Touched My Heart...
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My escape from Springfield, Massachusetts, came in the form of an exchange program to New Delhi, India, one plane ticket for 11:00 am on the thirteenth of July. I left, taking a big suitcase and my camera. I told myself I left for the experience I'd have there, but maybe I left because of the experience I'd had here. I don't know. All I know is that I left, and then I met Maya Sumedh. Luke Waters came into my life at 12:00 pm on the fourteenth of July, a Saturday. Probably the weirdest Saturday of my life - I picked up a cute guy from the airport, was in a car crash and stayed up the whole night talking to said cute guy. Maybe I even fell in love but I didn't know it until much later. All we had was four months and camera. A camera which proved more important than we ever imagined.

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