We meet when it gets dark, get on the bus going to everywhere and anywhere... i feel happy, for once. the Christmas lights are hanging high in the sky and the chilly air bites my skin. I take photo after photo like the tourist i am... in my own city. Each shot stays a memory. a good one.
We walk through the crowded sidewalks when he decides he wants to pick me up and i have to wrap my legs around his waist so that i dont fall and he kisses me, there and then. while all the 'busy' ones get annoyed that 'typical teenagers' are kissing in public. whatever. People really need to stop and just smile a bit more. life isn't easy, i know plenty about that. But we can't change the past we can only accept it and move on. stay strong.
