so once, late after a party, i ran after her. she was already halfway across the bridge when i reached her. surprised, she turned. i picked her up, looked into her dark brown eyes, closed mine and pressed my lips against hers. the seconds that followed would follow me for years. she smiled. i did too. „good night“, she said, looking deeply into my eyes with her head tilted to the side, still with that same smile on her lips. „good night“, i said, knowing that playing games was over and something new had just begun.