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"young hearts be free tonight" or: when Bruno left me
It could have gone on like this forever for the two of us. We were young, we were naive, and we were firmly convinced that the world belonged to us and was just waiting to be explored by us both.
So, what does one do in the frenzy of love?
Exactly, one does what all young lovers do at that age, one sneaks away under the cover of night.
Just a few stuffed cigarettes, a bit of change, a few clothes to change into, and one or two photos of loved ones back home.
Bruno was a type of man. A bit daring, a bit heavy, and a bit too much 80s, but above all, he was different. Everyone who met him was somehow captivated, and everyone always wondered who the young guy was, hiding behind his cool sunglasses and smelling a bit of oriental cinnamon and spicy vanilla.
He was my Bruno, and I felt so much for him because he was my first, of course. During our trip, "young hearts" by Rod Stewart was constantly playing on the car radio. "...young hearts be free tonight. TIME is on your side!" Yes, Roddy knew exactly how we both felt. Time was on our side, and we were young; we didn't think about tomorrow and especially not about the fact that all of this could eventually come to an end. Awesome song, awesome time, awesome scent.
Of course, no matter where we went, we both stood out, and one or two people turned to look at us with envious glances. It was sexy because I knew that my Bruno was mine alone, and there are very few other Brunos in this world, so he was something very special, and I was something very special for him.
Well, the end of the story,
he dropped me off in front of my house, said it was time for me to grow up and deal with my first goodbye; I should learn what it means to lose something that you desire sooooo much. I should have known better, but we were so wrapped up in each other that I completely lost track of how little energy we both actually had left.
Since then, I haven't seen him again, I haven't heard anything from him, and he hasn't reached out to me either. But now and then, when our song plays on the radio, I sing along to the chorus and feel a little transported back in time, "...time is on your side. Don’t ever change your point of view!"
Conclusion:
Bruno - Time to play, if you’re reading this, please get in touch with me. Somehow I’d like to be a little crazy again and live carefree for a day. Maybe we’ll meet again someday, somewhere, and find each other. Until then, keep your hands off others!
Au-revoir
LA
So, what does one do in the frenzy of love?
Exactly, one does what all young lovers do at that age, one sneaks away under the cover of night.
Just a few stuffed cigarettes, a bit of change, a few clothes to change into, and one or two photos of loved ones back home.
Bruno was a type of man. A bit daring, a bit heavy, and a bit too much 80s, but above all, he was different. Everyone who met him was somehow captivated, and everyone always wondered who the young guy was, hiding behind his cool sunglasses and smelling a bit of oriental cinnamon and spicy vanilla.
He was my Bruno, and I felt so much for him because he was my first, of course. During our trip, "young hearts" by Rod Stewart was constantly playing on the car radio. "...young hearts be free tonight. TIME is on your side!" Yes, Roddy knew exactly how we both felt. Time was on our side, and we were young; we didn't think about tomorrow and especially not about the fact that all of this could eventually come to an end. Awesome song, awesome time, awesome scent.
Of course, no matter where we went, we both stood out, and one or two people turned to look at us with envious glances. It was sexy because I knew that my Bruno was mine alone, and there are very few other Brunos in this world, so he was something very special, and I was something very special for him.
Well, the end of the story,
he dropped me off in front of my house, said it was time for me to grow up and deal with my first goodbye; I should learn what it means to lose something that you desire sooooo much. I should have known better, but we were so wrapped up in each other that I completely lost track of how little energy we both actually had left.
Since then, I haven't seen him again, I haven't heard anything from him, and he hasn't reached out to me either. But now and then, when our song plays on the radio, I sing along to the chorus and feel a little transported back in time, "...time is on your side. Don’t ever change your point of view!"
Conclusion:
Bruno - Time to play, if you’re reading this, please get in touch with me. Somehow I’d like to be a little crazy again and live carefree for a day. Maybe we’ll meet again someday, somewhere, and find each other. Until then, keep your hands off others!
Au-revoir
LA
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