October 4th

It was spontaneous, a car driven by the power of the lyrics and eyes open for the sake of coffee. The three hearts beat in unison, hoping to keep the forever of the moment hidden in the clock. They traveled, like birds after a long winter, through the blue and silver of the city. They made the drive their own; it was just them and the tangles of city being unraveled by the music.

It was impeccable, walking through the streets at midnight, letting their childhood slip through their fingers. Water made them see how the simple moments are what matter, they splashed and laughed, letting the weight of their shoulders leave them in the translucent fountain. They dreamed of climbing the city, being and the top and jumping without wings, just to feel the adrenaline pound in through their bodies. The city could never scare them.

It was compassionate. They protected her with speed and untold secrets. He took her hand to lift her spirits up, making the broken seem fixed. They dared the established, not caring before speaking. They promised to do and not think, letting time take them.

It was unique, a night to never leave their memories. The stars looked at them and felt jealous of the boys and the girl for having turned a simple autumn night into an experience so remarkable, into a night that only spoke of truthful mysteries. The three teenagers clashed, creating a friendship born in smoke, a smoke that intertwined different corners of the world coming together. The moon was the witness of an everlasting chorus.