Tuesday, November 18, 2008

渡る


in two weeks' time, i will be saying goodbye to japan. to its cold winters and muggy summers, to its spring sakuras and serene autumn.
in two week's time, i will be saying goodbye to friends, to memories of him. but i guess certain memories, once stimulated flows to the top above the rest. i should be packing, but i came upon the diary i started when i was with the OZ bloke and time stopped as i read through the entries and remembered the silent moments, the spontaneous trips, the meals we made...

this is one of the entries:

they say time heals all wounds and transforms wails to laughters; tears to wistful smiles. one year and nine months, that was how long I cried for him. Not a single morning went by without me wishing he would share a cup with me; not a single sunset without wanting to hold his hands. One year and nine months of torturing myself over memories of , letting time pass me by just so i can stand still in the time when i was with him. A year and nine months of forced cheerfulness and lonely anguish.
Until YOU came.
You came, and now, weekends bring me happiness again.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

its amazing how one person can come into your life and completely turn it around, make ordinary things extraordinarily romantic