Love in the Name of Youth

Youth is always so wonderful, traveling in and out of time and space between encounters and partings... The ginkgo trees were rustling. I don't know whether it was the moon shyly hiding under the quilt, or the clouds trying to cover it with a thin coat. The half-exposed moonlight spread over us, like coating us with a layer of white light. "Shh, listen to me, I don't have roses or a wonderful confession today. After all, I didn't want to be so hasty. But the plan can't keep up with the changes. I want to tell you now that I like you. I am serious about it, so can you consider that I... What I lack tonight, I will make up for you in the future." "You know? The moonlight is beautiful tonight." "Ah, what do you mean?" "It means, I like you too."