Who owes who?

by yrtu5390 on 2012-03-09 02:30:48

(1)

Once again, it rained outside the window. Whose tears are flowing this time?

You said, if one were to reveal their sorrows without restraint to those around them, then only those who care for you would feel heartache, while the ones causing me sorrow would feel no guilt at all.

I listened, and I began secretly changing myself, trying to appear as a carefree and silly girl in front of those who love me.

Was it the hurried steps of time or the slowness of my own pace? Was it that I wasn’t good enough or that you had already grown tired of me? You left, leaving nothing behind...

(2)

It’s still a starless night sky. What is success? I looked up at the night sky alone, without shedding a tear.

You said, this world doesn’t believe in tears. When faced with difficulties, one must learn to confront them fearlessly. Crying is merely a sign of weakness. Tears solve nothing. On the contrary, your crying is akin to surrendering.

I listened, and I stopped crying so easily. Even when I wanted to cry, in the end, I chose to smile.

And now, everything has changed, altered without warning. It took everything away, leaving only sorrow behind.

(3)

That familiar melody drifted back to my window once more. I fell silent.

You said, it was your favorite song.

This song was filled with sadness, revealing deep sorrow within your heart, a need for warmth that I remained silent about.

Quietly, I downloaded your favorite song onto my phone, listening to it constantly, hoping to explore the sadness in your heart and offer whatever warmth I could provide.

I thought this would move you, that we could walk quietly together. But alas, things did not go as planned! It turned out I only moved myself.

(4)

You said,

If fate allows us this lifetime,

We will hold hands and walk together.

And you also said,

If we meet again in the next life,

We will never part.

These ethereal words easily stirred my heartstrings. Your words were deeply etched in my mind, never forgotten. Silently, I paid attention to and waited for you in ways you didn’t know. Even though time had passed and everything had changed, I still stood where you left, waiting!

(5)

You said,

Life is like a train journey; we pass through many beautiful landscapes. No matter how reluctant we may be, we must wave goodbye to those beautiful yet unattainable views.

In life, separations are inevitable—whether in friendship or family. When it’s time to say goodbye, we must learn to let go gracefully and not linger in the past.

With the help of time and your guidance, I learned much and slowly began to let go.

Despite this, there were a few farewells that deeply wounded my heart. Before I could fully recover from the shadow of separation, you vanished.

After turning back, we became strangers, destined to wander separate paths. You no longer belonged to me, nor did I belong to you!

(6)

You said,

Our friendship will last forever, and we will be happier than anyone else.

You said,

Meeting me was the most beautiful encounter of your life.

You said,

My world is too sorrowful, and it pains you to see it.

I could hardly believe I would encounter such profound friendship, unseen before but so deep.

I feared it might be a dream, afraid I couldn’t bear losing again, and even more afraid that my sadness would affect you.

I hesitated repeatedly, conflicted over and over, until finally deciding to get better quickly so I could bring you happiness and joy.

Gains and losses, reunions and partings, are too common, leaving me at a loss. Perhaps it’s better this way; leaving this place of sorrow is also my blessing for you.

(7)

If one day I die, please scatter my ashes into the sea where we promised to meet in our next life.

If there is a next life, let me transform into a pale pink dandelion. In this life, I owe her too much, so in the next, I will become a dandelion that renounces everything to wait for the love in my heart. This is my vow to her for the next life. (Vow: to love you forever.) In this life, you are my sister, and in the next, I will wait for you.

If destiny has ordained that I think of him for this life, then in the next, let him think of me for eternity—it is what he owes me in this life.