To summer nights

To wearing that dress that’s a bit too fancy but looks damn good,

To the texts you’ll scroll through the next day with a laugh,

To friends that make you laugh so hard people on the street stare at you,

To dancing in crowded places until your hair sticks to the nape of your neck,

To changing bars then coming back 30minutes later because that first one was better,

To fast food on the way,

To that girl who asked me for a dance but then got lost in the crowd,

To jägerbombs and all those drinks that taste like shit but also like fun,

To stolen cigarettes even though you don’t smoke,

To reaching 10.000 steps before 2am,

To hangovers that start as you walk home at 4am,

To not leaving your couch for the next 24hours,

To eye makeup that still looks good the next day when the rest of you doesn’t,

To the soggy “brunch in a bun” ordered from your bed at 11am,

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To these nights that become ‘remember that night when’ nights,

to these friends,

to this city,

to these years.

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