I struggle to put it together in a way that allows me to continue knowing we’re on separate road. But then I look through the lens of my camera, and you’re there.. I start to write an article and I find my-self writing it to you. It’s clear to me that now we have been moving towards each other, towards those four days , all our lives.
我努力把事情整理清楚,这让我能继续活下去。我知道我们已各自走上不归路,但当我透过镜头看过去,你却老在那一头。我动手写东西,却发现自己在写