How long can you wait for someone?
The sunset playground in my boyhood, the swing at night during the flower season and the rainy season, the distant view across national borders...
People come and go, how many people have I met and how many have I left.
But I remember a name in my heart.
For so many years, I was alone, just waiting for this one person.
I wanted so badly to tell him - but I couldn't.
Because of uncertainty and fear of losing, I dare not fight for it.
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This is a very old pit, and its roots have slowly grown in my heart many years ago.
What I want to write about is a mood. The feeling of secret love. I think many people will feel the same.
On the one hand, I tell myself that I can like someone without asking for anything in return, but on the other hand, I am hysterical and unwilling to give in.
Later we struggled to grow up like this. Later the scar slowly healed.
But what happens every rainy day?
Conception: