Sitting by the fireplace, I can hardly feel the coldness of the dawn. Few star hangs on the darkening sky, quite plain.
Plain.
As like my heart.
The darkness lasts so long. With the temperature of north Europe, I feel like napping from this moment. Deep there down my heart, is a lake of composed.
Even though there’s little chance I have a time for free to spare. Besides visiting the handcrafters, going to school, meeting people that have to meet, I cannot figure out what I should figure.
Calling to friends? God knows what they are busy with.
Hanging out at the clubs? Nonsense. I’d rather stay in the cozy couch and make tea.
Sigh. Why do I act like an old man? An old man as if fishing is the last outdoor activity I can have.
Sweden. Skiing. How come I just cannot avoid thinking about her?!
The smile right in front of my face, the brightness and warmness she brought to me., so radiate. That was the first time I overlooked what the crowds would rumour but rushed over to her. I just could not neglect the anxiety.
I did not admit the fact on my lips, but I knew exactly why. I wanted to protect her. I wanted her to be intact. And I was jolted by the idea.
She once asked me though email about sledding in Sweden. I just simply replied, ’no better than in Korea’. No doubt. Do you know why? Because you are not here.
Because you are not here, accidentally pose the troubles with your friend.
Because you are not here, I can only lie at the workplace facing the pain after drunk.
Because you are not here, my life is calm without having perception.
But I would reply you only when you write to me, with brief words.
I promised myself I will not hurt you anymore, after bringing you so many times of dilemma. But what I cannot promise you now is a promise.
The tea is almost gone, which denotes the time since I have left you.
The tie seems to be too tight. After loosening it, I grabbed my coat and decide to impel myself into the chilling world.
The door bell rang.
For the first time.
Now I sit down again, cheerfully enjoy the warmness and ready to open the parcel.
The pack’s your style. The color’s your style. Even the odor of you, I can recognize at once.
It’s exactly what I need now. Tea. I did not expect that she even knows which type I’m used to.
Dim.
The world is getting dim.
You are the only one that can move me easily like this. Is there anyone else know which type I like? Thank you for waking me up from the ice world.
‘Yi Jung, you are not the only one that knows express delivery. Thank you for the earrings. Though I’m worried about wearing it hanging out would catch the robbery’s eye. …’
I just cannot hold back the smile. Of course I won’t let you know that there are always people keeping eyes on you. I’ve promised not bringing harm to you, ever again.
The taste of tea hovers around my tongue. Just like the impression of you in my mind.
Now I need a good night sleep. Please, wake me up when the sun rises again. Ga-eul.
Plain.
As like my heart.
The darkness lasts so long. With the temperature of north Europe, I feel like napping from this moment. Deep there down my heart, is a lake of composed.
Even though there’s little chance I have a time for free to spare. Besides visiting the handcrafters, going to school, meeting people that have to meet, I cannot figure out what I should figure.
Calling to friends? God knows what they are busy with.
Hanging out at the clubs? Nonsense. I’d rather stay in the cozy couch and make tea.
Sigh. Why do I act like an old man? An old man as if fishing is the last outdoor activity I can have.
Sweden. Skiing. How come I just cannot avoid thinking about her?!
The smile right in front of my face, the brightness and warmness she brought to me., so radiate. That was the first time I overlooked what the crowds would rumour but rushed over to her. I just could not neglect the anxiety.
I did not admit the fact on my lips, but I knew exactly why. I wanted to protect her. I wanted her to be intact. And I was jolted by the idea.
She once asked me though email about sledding in Sweden. I just simply replied, ’no better than in Korea’. No doubt. Do you know why? Because you are not here.
Because you are not here, accidentally pose the troubles with your friend.
Because you are not here, I can only lie at the workplace facing the pain after drunk.
Because you are not here, my life is calm without having perception.
But I would reply you only when you write to me, with brief words.
I promised myself I will not hurt you anymore, after bringing you so many times of dilemma. But what I cannot promise you now is a promise.
The tea is almost gone, which denotes the time since I have left you.
The tie seems to be too tight. After loosening it, I grabbed my coat and decide to impel myself into the chilling world.
The door bell rang.
For the first time.
Now I sit down again, cheerfully enjoy the warmness and ready to open the parcel.
The pack’s your style. The color’s your style. Even the odor of you, I can recognize at once.
It’s exactly what I need now. Tea. I did not expect that she even knows which type I’m used to.
Dim.
The world is getting dim.
You are the only one that can move me easily like this. Is there anyone else know which type I like? Thank you for waking me up from the ice world.
‘Yi Jung, you are not the only one that knows express delivery. Thank you for the earrings. Though I’m worried about wearing it hanging out would catch the robbery’s eye. …’
I just cannot hold back the smile. Of course I won’t let you know that there are always people keeping eyes on you. I’ve promised not bringing harm to you, ever again.
The taste of tea hovers around my tongue. Just like the impression of you in my mind.
Now I need a good night sleep. Please, wake me up when the sun rises again. Ga-eul.
