So there really are people like this in the world.
All she has to do is stand there, and she becomes the whole of spring.
Early spring, 2018
The first time we met
I was in my boyhood, and she was still innocent and young.
High summer, 2019
We hooked our little fingers and promised to grow up together.
I was just beginning to find my feet, and she was dreaming in her school uniform.
Start of autumn, 2020
We exchanged gifts.
My edge was beginning to show, and she was an uncut gem.
Winter solstice, 2021
We promised to go see the sea together.
I was full of ambition, and she shone brilliantly.
February, 2022
…
2026
I’m in my prime, and she’s already four years old this year.
A very nice book, well written. While reading, the beautiful moments in the past are as beautiful as bubbles but short-lived. When describing, you can feel the author's nostalgia for the past, but also regrets. Apart from being a bit edgy, it's a good book. Maybe it's because it seems to be an autobiography, and the ending is known from the introduction, which is a plus for me.