Wednesday, March 5, 2014

Drift X. The Love Letter

A dark evening

Location: Sun Yat-Sen University Student Activity Center

Funny enough, I never stopped fantasizing about him in reality or in my dreams - used to refer to him as "@". I haven't seen him since 2005 - by now it's 9 years ago. So in my dreams he's still a teenager, tall, slim, tanned, with some trace of naiveness and a lot of uncomfortable, acquired maturity. In this dream, we were young again, sitting together as classmates again.

He liked me in the dream, so when he quietly pushed two letters across the table to me, I knew what I could find in there. I only have time to open one letter, and my consciousness already started bursting in: it's just a dream! wake up now! you're waking up anyway!  My subconsciousness was screaming, trying to read the letter before reality flood into my mind...

But the excitement of reading the unknown accelerated the awakening process. I ended up lying in bed, furious, without a clue what was in that letter (love! his confession! must be!). Oh bye bye, till next dream.

柏原崇 in 情书

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