Parfum, un souvenir, et la pureté

I still remember the first- very first time i ate a snow ball ! it was kinda weird, fresh but painful ... the stores were closed, no one was there but us .. i remember that dark path we walked through .. the weather was frozen in that time of year

" stay close , ahmad "

" i'm starving "
" who's gonna carry sara , she is tired "
" !! not me "

" ? the way to the hotel is long & scary , huh "

" stop complaining, Rosa "

Words flew from our little thoughts & spread all over the place

.... so childish we were/

The day after, secrets were kept beyond those innocent hearts , then no one ever knows
...

لـ سويسرا / فرنسا ... وتفاصيل الثلج والبرد والغيم

عطر ، ذكرى' ، وحب