Before midnight.爱另一个你

Before Midnight When I think of Elains,what I miss the most is the way he used to lie down like a baby next to me at noght, sometimes his arms stretch along my chest,and I couldn’t move, I even held my breath, but I felt safe,complete. And I miss the way he was whitling walking down the street,and every time I do something, I think of what he say:”it’s cold outside,wear a scarf”. But lately,I’v been forgetting little things,he’s sort of fading,I’m starting to losing him again. So sometimes I make me remember every detail of his face,the excat color of his eyes , his lips,his teeth,te texture of his skin,his hair. That was all gone by the time he went. And sometimes, not always,but sometimes, I can actually see him, it’s as if a cloud moves away and there he is,I could almost touch him, but the real world rushes in ,and he wanishes again.For a while,I did this every morning when the sun is not too bright outside. The sun somehow makes hin wanish. Yes ,he appears and he disappear, like a sunrise or sunset, anything so ephemenal. Just like our life, we appear and we disappear, and we are so important to some,bu we are just passing through to others.