Hi, my name is Alex, remember what my name was? Seems like I just got used to calling it that after I met David. I want to talk to you about my friend David. Well, actually we're not just friends, you all know that. David was a great guy, as evidenced by the fact that he helped me when I capsized and saved my life. And I fell in love with him very early on. How good is David? I think it's not just me, whoever changes will fall in love with him, I think so. He is a very talented person. Although he dropped out of school, the teacher cannot deny his talent. He knew that I had unique feelings about death. That time he told me that no matter which of us dies first, the other will dance at his grave. I said at the time that you would definitely live to be ninety years old, implying that he should not say such unfavorable words, and I did not expect that we would only be together for six weeks, a total of 3,628,800 seconds. During these 3,628,800 seconds, my life experienced Big ups and downs. It seems like I've been through this life. I think I'm in love with this boy and I want to spend every second of my life with him, even though I knew from the start that he wasn't the type to like to be possessed. Remember that drunk man? David and I helped him to the beach. Yes, I know that David likes everyone, not just me. But I'm still stuck in this. This has been the case since I wore his clothes, worked in his shop, and rode his motorcycle. I enjoyed it, but David was already bored with me, he wanted to keep trying new things, but I couldn't accept his alienation and boredom with me. We had an argument and I ended up rushing out the door. David died because of this, his mother told me he was in a car accident trying to chase me out on a bike and I was the one who killed his son. I can't accept all this. I was desperate to see him one last time, but when I did see his body, I couldn't control myself even more. David was dead, and I really fulfilled my promise and danced on his grave. Kate told me that she thought I didn't really love David, I just loved his skin, his body, just putting the soul I thought I loved on David. So do I really love David? If not, why am I so sad. Did David ever love me? I don't know, maybe not. But I wonder what he would have said to me if he hadn't had an accident that day, and what was driving him out the door. Too bad I'll never know that again. Anyway, I've put my heartbeat, my body, all my ardent Passion was all given to the midsummer of 1985, to me and David's story. "Ocean Goddess" and summer slip dresses can be witnessed.
Alex
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