On her last day here we went out for a picnic. We went to the Tineretului Park and found ourselves a nice place, ‘far from the madding crowd’. We had so much stuff to eat and drink: pancakes, pretzels, Haribo, yogurt, white beer We wanted to have a special day, a day to remember. We didn’t talk much: on one hand, we couldn’t believe she was actually leaving – not for a day, for a week, but for good (visiting doesn’t count); on the other hand, we knew that was our last day together, here and we had said everything there was to be said.

So we just enjoyed the sun and smiled from time to time. We weren’t the happiest party out there, yeah, I know, but sometimes not everything is fine and dandy. Now I miss her so so much. I hate it when people have to leave. It’s so unfair