I remember simplicity and AIR and skin and prospects and hope. I remember new places and excitement and happy anxiety and cigarettes and drinking stuff from bottles in paper bags and rain and shine, humidity and never being shit. I remember wanting and wishing and secrets and faery lights and people who were all the same, unchanged by real life. I remember feeling numb and blissful. I remember pretending and hiding and smug smiles and sadness that couldn't be shared. I remember coffee and food and tea and milkshakes and spliff and the cinema and train trips and pie and poetry and parties. I remember gardens and parks and never thinking about danger or getting caught. I remember when being nothing didn't matter because we had each other. I rememeber when we were both lonely.
This is life in technicolour.