"You just think too much!" C said to me. Did I? And you? It's very very very... difficult to keep the relationship when two people are more than ten thousands of miles away from each other. The time difference, distant space, family, jobs, culture, other realistic issue, and so on. What else? What actually trapped us? Just because of those stupid realistics, we have to give up, or we just surrendered to the weakness? I wanna know WHY! Didn't you say that never give up? How long will it last? How long is long enough? I gave your Chinese name a character with meaning of eternity and I've explained to you. It's YOU who made me believe in eternity. It's not just because our passion and burning fire inside, you know that. You said that we'll meet again in another life like we did for this life, and I still holding the faith to you because your sweet thought and promise. How could I not to?

How could I just give up when we're still sharing our love story with so much sweetness? All the suddenly, I realized that I'm not good at telling a story. Is that because our story started with images and poetry, which you convinced me of that it's so-called poetry, now I can only describe all of them in short notes? They said that women are difficult to understand, but I'd say that men's minds are more difficult to read. I never concealed myself from you as I always told you about what I felt and what got me touched, but you seemed to like to find yourself in the world Kafka and Bruckner created, the world I know just a little bit. Maybe I'm able to understand them, but I prefer to know them with you together instead of by my own. Some day, you'll read Kafka's work in your native language for me and we'll listen to Bruckner together. That is supposed to be the way our story continues.