One year ago today I had taken the day off to get ready for the school formal that night. It was my second last day in Australia before heading off on an exchange to Germany, with you flying there -to go back home- only twelve hours before I flew out.
I got my hair done in the morning. Red highlights, but they’ve faded and grown out now. I remember you texting me at different intervals during the day, and I had to remind you to wear a matching tie. Blue. My dress was pink. I wore blue shoes. But you didn’t know that until you saw me that night. Nobody knew really.
I remember mum taking photos and picking up my friend, and how she screamed when she saw the colour of my dress. I never wear pink. She thought I was wearing black.
I remember your greeting when I arrived at the hall, ‘Hey miss Australia’. I remember the hug you gave me and the suprise you had at the colour of my dress. My mother took photos of us. She took photos of me with everyone really. She just thought you were one of the crowd. Really though, you still were at that point.
I remember doing the progressive dances, and you filming on the sidelines. Your wink.
I remember the the ‘disco’ afterwards, and how we were always dancing either near eachother or with eachother. And I remember how then you looked down at me at one point, bent down and whispered into my ear ‘Thankyou for everything ballerina.’ with your italian accent, kissed me on the cheek and walked off to get a drink. I was so estatic just by that.
And then I remember getting ready to leave. I was staying the night with all my closest friends and Shini called me onto the stage to say goodbye to her. It was just her, you, a guy called Han and me there with the stage curtains closed.
I remember Shini giving me a big hug, and then leaving to go ‘find a mop’. Next was Han, telling me to take care while I was overseas. He left too.
And I remember how it was just you and me so suddenly, and how you walked over to me and put your arms around me, you looking down at me, and me looking back at you. How you kissed me just like that. As if it were the most natural thing in the world.
And thats how three months of bliss in Germany started. With a kiss in my country and ending with a kiss in his.