Day after day, year after year, yearning to live without knowing loneliness and loneliness, eternally shining like the sun, running forever like time, although this fantasy becomes a reality, it will no longer allow us to outline someone who is lonely and glamorous at the same time. Fabulous side.
There are too many stories about not looking back, meeting today and forgetting tomorrow. And the feeling of loneliness is more and more like dependence on wine. When you don't have it, you can imagine it. After you get it, you will tell yourself in pain that you will no longer desire this strange state and strange tone. But I can't get out of this vicious circle, always hovering between the desire for existence and non-existence.
I often fantasize that there is another me, living in the same way of life in a certain corner of this world. And based on this beautiful fantasy eternal search. Sometimes "other me" is confused with "soul mate", maybe there is no difference in finding difficulty at all. But sometimes it is terrifying to discover that the other me is still me, and the soul mate is about luck or misfortune. Sometimes I think of what
Xu Zhimo said, "In the vast sea of people, I visit my soul mate, I am lucky, but not my life, that's all." Only then
will I understand vaguely that the other me is the real me. related to me.
Fear of loneliness forces me to think about whether there is another me, imagining the gesture of twin flowers. In the dark, I randomly thought about the difference between the twin flowers and the other side flowers in the literary sense. The other side flower is the eternal miss of the flower and the leaf, and the twin flower is the eternal love-hate intertwined on the same root grass. One bleeds withered, the other is beautiful and bright, the real world is never so cruel and tragic, I know that. It is so, perhaps the desire for that peaceful eternal entanglement.
Looking at the Look-alikes by Francois Brunelle with serenity and jealousy. Are they really a pair of "me"? Whether it is outside, personality, various orientations, is it all one "I"? At a certain moment when you are surprised to find something similar, you may ask yourself carefully, do you really need another "me"? Do you really long for the existence of another "me"? do not know.
In the morning when I wake up naturally, I will understand that the need and need for this other self is only a matter of thought. Either far away, or close to accompany us through every lonely day and night.
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