In the accepted ways of the world, they'd just met each other. They weren't to be so thick. But every time they reached that beautiful high together, with 2 of them cracking crazy jokes, one laughing inconsolably , another one doing both along with being concerned about his grades in between, they knew this was different. This was one of those guilty pleasures they deserved. Deserved for reasons unknown to others, reasons whispered through sudden bursts of tears, followed by a round of hollow laughter, a far away look out of the window and a smile and a sigh, a glance that peirced your thoughts accepted them and accepted you , a small nod exchanged silently that spoke a million words. They deserved their guilty pleasures.
Inside they knew this wouldn't last. It wasn't supposed to you see, beautiful things don't. Maybe that is why the one among them who'd seen fleeting beauty in the most painful way, tried to capture all this in still frames of his camera. To look at when all the memories had all but faded. To reminisce the comfort found in the unquestioning company of each other.
In their secret society of solace all were welcome, all were forgiven. Only shades of gray existed....in the breaking dawns and in the eyes that looked at the dawn through the rolled up window panes of a smoke filled car going nowhere.
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