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The first time they meet – everything ended.
12pm. two small kids just messing around. games, hangout’s, apple juice and cookies. she was braver than him. at least in the beginning. she started the path – by daring him to throw a stone in the window. he took the challenge and nailed it. the shattered glass was like diamonds. – jewelry only this girl can appreciate. she carried the treasure for days, her palms are still marked with scars.
they grew together.
10pm. this time they were more then friends. the little boy grew into a teenager. and his heart was set on HER. she on the other hand became this quiet girl. no muss no fuss. pride of the school and family. it was his turn. he dared her to do something bigger.
next night there were a lot of screaming and cursing. the power was out – that meant no music or dancing and the fire sprinklers ruined all the dresses and decoration.
they watched it from the rooftop with wide smiles and adrenalin filled hands. that moment there eyes locked on each other. fingers tied together forever.
2am.the summer after graduation was the time. they did everything together – eat, sleep, breathe and think. there oxygen was adrenalin and they needed a daily supply. everything was based on that – not to suffocate – running through the high ways, playing hide and seek in the dark woods or swimming in the sea when the waves were storey’s high.
everything together.
3am. he would play her melodies all night long till his finger tips start bleeding from the sharp strings. his pain was her pain. she cuted guitar string one by one. all the time searching his face for relief – but all she found was concern. next night he sang her to sleep.
9pm. (1) the evening oh the end was chocolate brown and gold.
4pm. the air supply was running dangerously low – they needed a refill. the last refill because it was time to end it. – she was on her way to collage, his travel plans were prison. small time burglary. end for both – tonight.
5pm.he smashed the door open, she ran into the store. again a lot of screaming, and gun pointing and a second letter they were in the car with a bag of gold and all the air in the world. just for one more goodbye.
9pm. (2) evening oh the end was chocolate brown and gold. they set in the beach – looking at the lovers theater – sunset. all was perfect. his body was chocolate, her body – all gold. last kisses – deep breaths.
and two small gunpowder filled tears in their hands.
when somebody found them – their dead eyes were still locked at each other and fingers still in a knot till forever.
-Cold.Strigoi.
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