Forever

It’s as if it was yesterday when I got home with my shoes in hands, trying to be invisible for my parents not to notice that I broke curfew. It doesn’t sound as if it has been too long since those nights in the cinema when I laughed of my own cry as I watched romantic movies. I locked in my room with tooth paste all over my face trying to end my pimples. From that time that I still believed in “forever.” On the day I took these pictures you weren’t with us anymore, you beautiful girl, and leaving us this early breaks our hearts. Knowing that so many of your first times won’t be lived. And your dreams won’t come true. And maybe the only consolation is knowing that you went away still believing in the infinite, believing that the forever still exists…