i hope my words are strange and wondrous,

like kisses that quiet all things superfluous,

so that we can all stop and

listen

i met my first love again.

its been awhile since i've thought of him,

and even longer since i've seen anything of him...

but with my return,

a meeting was probably inevitable.

for privacy's sake, i won't mention his name =P

but i can easily tell you, what i loved most about him.

his eyes.

how long has it been?

7 years....

i was 11,

he will always be 15.

as i type this,

i honestly do feel,

joy.

幸福。

回憶，真的珍貴，

好珍貴。

我好快樂，

那時也是，

現在也是，

你依然在我心裡。

永遠是最完美的你。

you are perfect to me.

always.

and you remain,

the sweetest part of my childhood.

always.

bears, swallows and whales.

i love them all

and i love your smile.

today you gave me a dragonfly.

and under my fingers

you take the form of a worn-out toy,

an aging love, but a love nonetheless.

an illusion but so real regardless.

the world will laugh,

and ridicule my affection.

but you remain alive,

forever 15,

intelligent, attractive, perfect.

an idea.

dedicated to the fourth counter. discovered 7 years after our first meeting.

dragonfly illusion. muchlove to you.