When he left, he slammed the door. I stayed still in the hallway for a while. I wasn't crying, I was just sitting there with the heartbeat that made the soundtrack of our film. We, the beach, music, love, freedom, train, I love you, tears, longing, insomnia, you are so hard to love sometimes, our first house, I can't believe you like these tiles, two dashes, I hear her move, she has your eyes, I like when you do your hair like that, you have hands of a pianist, mom, dad, you sound like your mother, shut up, I hate you. Love lasts 13 years. Tick tock.
(Translated by Andreea Zofotă / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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