Or after most of the torture and displacement of your life, one day you are finally awakened from your dream. You woke up one afternoon many years ago. The sun slowly poured in from the window, and your most important person was sitting on your bed. Say good morning to you with a smile. You were startled, then laughed at your gullibility, and shook your head to shake off the haze of nightmare. You looked into her eyes and said to her gently, "I had a dream, and it was a long, long nightmare. Fortunately, you are still here."
That afternoon is what you have experienced countless times in your dreams. All bright, brilliant, gloomy and downpour. It's just that at that time, there is hope in the countless unknowns you face. hope. What did you imagine the future would look like? And did you forget to add the impermanence of fate?
The person you met in the best years of your life, have you ever walked up the mountain with her and walked around? Did you remember to gently hum a song for her to hear, did you see her nostalgic eyes for you? ? Have you ever seen love standing quietly behind you?
You know, reality and dreams are so indistinguishable. Sometimes the person we are waiting for always exists only in the dream, but we live like she is still around, day after day. You also know that there are more times in this life when we have to face everything alone. To live, to die, to hate parting, to ask for nothing. You used to spend all your time waiting and holding back in front of the truth, and she said she loved you but never looked back. You've spent your whole life on that day, you put your hand in his palm, and he'll come back to you years later. Waiting is so exhausting, when you finally get it, your heart is no longer satisfied. Is that person still the treasure that was once so precious in your heart that no one could slander it? When he came back, his soul was riddled with holes and suffered the hardships of life. Would you still put his heart in your few warmth and use your time to ignite the fire of his life?
You smiled lightly, with the only answer firmly written in your eyes, "Yes, I do" . From then on your life is closely linked to his.
You know, the weird thing is that when you recall the big events in your life, the only things that come to mind at the time are details that you thought were irrelevant at the time. The lace of the wedding dress, the small red wine stain on the carpet, the azure above when looking up from the depths of the pool. Even in the last moments of your life, all you can think about is his face, the folds of his shirt, the fine lines at the corners of his eyes when he smiles. Does it still hurt? Waiting for love in this life. Still feeling it? When fate is so stingy with giving.
You know, what she fears most in her life is missing you. She ran through crushes, long journeys, road trips, and finally caught up with the jet lag of your hearts. And now, you finally missed her. Your heart is moving too slowly, and it is too late to understand that she is already facing the next rising sun across the Irish Sea from you. You don't understand. You don't understand why when everything is just on the right track, fate has to take everything from you? You want to keep on loving, forever and ever.
You frantically gather information about her, read books she writes, listen to her ex-boyfriend talk about her, and fall asleep cuddling with her scent. Later, you burnt out all your enthusiasm and dedication, and you know that all the days to come will be no different from today. After the sunrise and sunset, there are long nights one after another, and the sleepless sleep erodes the heart like a beetle. And you know, it's a dream that never ends, until the end of time.
until the end of time.
Well, has anyone ever told you that time is a circle, going back and forth, samsara and nirvana? At the end of your journey you look back to the way you saw it, and all your stories are back to where they started. Have you ever really lost anything? Or have you ever really gotten something? Dream bubbles, the void catches the wind.
When all the memories begin to fade, the good old days, the heartbeat, the wind blowing on the top of the mountain, the big clouds floating over Edinburgh, the rainy winter days in London, the bright summer sun in France, also fade all colors and become A photo from the 1980s with yellowed corners. And finally one day you were awakened from your dream. You woke up one afternoon many years ago. The sun poured in slowly from the window. Your most important person sat next to you and said good morning to you with a smile. You look at her face, what else can you say? You know that you wake up in your deepest dream, a place you can't even look at yourself. You miss so much, your eyes are flooded with tears. Because as far as you can see, the color of her short skirt, the cover of the book scattered on the table, and the sun shining outside the window all kissed the bright day of that day without exception, showing the color of the picture in the old movie. . You just stood there at the end of your eighties, on your knees and praying not to leave. Never miss out. never ends.
And on that day a long, long time ago.
you meet her.
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