First encounter. Light and shadow soften your face.
You stood there, the mottled tree shadows covering your cold face.
Thick sadness is everywhere.
No matter how strong the sunshine is, it cannot evaporate your sadness.
You hide yourself and feel sad alone.
Your presence is everywhere in me.
You are the one who will never come back to me in this life.
How I wish time could let go of my eyes and regard you as a tombstone.
But after all, I see you as a rose with thorns in my eyes.
——James.