Imagine hazy music and a cool wind. Imagine long nights and deep talks. It's all about sun burns and crushed hearts. In the end it was only another moment yet somehow so magical.
Midsummer was very different to what I've seen before. This time it was everything I love and hate: it was laughter and tears. What I must have loved the most were the talks at four am, playing poker day after day and running down the golf course in the middle of the night. I got thrown in the lake and ate way too much whipped cream and strawberries. We watched Bonnie and Clyde and fell in love with that film. I cut my hair and played Grace Kelly in my mind for days.
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