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Serendipity 文／Eric 编辑／Eric i. you were born in the brisk of july when the sun always hits so hard, you almost don’t want to be warm anymore. you dreamt of snow and wind and when you opened your eyes for the very first time your mother thought: ocean. the beautiful ocean. ii. you swim and i smile and we laugh when the clouds cover us. the salt hits our hair and we are curly messes in the middle of something we know nothing of. i love it. i love this. i love the line of not knowing where we could be going, but feeling like it could be anywhere. iii. i think of your window back home and how we never saw any of the same little pieces. when i look at the stars, i think of how you wish on them with another tongue and with a head i could never last in. i wish i was born differently. you are beautiful when the storm comes and always know exactly what to say. i don’t understand it. iv. i’m thirsty and i want to be near you and you hand me a glass of water. i’m leaning my head against your shoulder. i don’t want to move. i can’t let go. i think of how easy it could be to let this all stay and i could wash away yesterday. i could kiss you until the sun breaks. the waves keep coming and you are dozing off and i am wide awake because i know the ocean wants you back and i am terrified to let go. there’ll always be a place where the water ends. v. satellites across the world. if i close my eyes, i can feel the waves of your heart in the beat of the sky. we don’t have to be so far, but we are. we are. we are. in another life, we were neighbours and you could knock on my door no matter the time. in this life, the ocean eats us and we are never on the same side of the world. yet i love you anyways. 微博：@momuua |
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