The Botanical Garden Day

Hej you,

　　I thought a lot about what to write to you on this special occasion. In my mind I have weaved this letter a million times, always figuring out how to best smelt all that flashes through my mind the seconds I am and am not thinking of you. In the end, words are still all that are left of me, of you, of us.

No Fear

Hej,

　　Here I am again, writing, to you. The most significant difference is probably that I don't really care if you can see this anymore. It'd actually be better if you can't, or rather don't. I'm writing this for my own sake, because my head is a mess, and I need the power of words to comb through my thoughts.

The Stars

什麼是身為一個宿命論者的重量？

對宿命論者而言，

改寫命運究竟真的是改寫命運，

還是一切的改變早已寫進星空，

而那看似遭到扭轉的命運，

其實就是本來的命運呢？

O

我還能怎麼證明我的心早留在你的城市裡？
甚至在你出現之前，我的心就已經深埋在你日日踩踏的石磚底。
將我踩在腳下吧，溫柔且殘暴的蹂躪我、活埋我──我如是懇求你。

一直以來我都堅信，

若想要一本書在你身上留下它的痕跡和氣味，

需要沉潛其中至少三次，

讓字句將你徹底淹沒，

在你屬於那本書的文字以前，

你從未真正地擁有過一本書。

在《 O 孃》這本書中忘我地泅泳了三次後，

我才真正讀懂了整本浪漫到無可救藥的情書。

藍屋

　　「妳覺得……我們可以進去嗎？」他抬起頭，用下巴指著兩人眼前的小小溫室。

　　溫室在紅磚道的盡頭，呈現完美的圓，一片片弧度經過精準計算的玻璃──本該透明，卻在歲月的磨蝕下顯得濁白矇矓──圈出一個脆弱的小小宇宙，豢養亦同時囚禁生存其中的小生命。

　　她歪了歪頭，側耳傾聽溫室中最纖弱花草呼吸的聲音，想像溫室中水氣與氧氣拂過肌膚的冰涼觸感。走進溫室，並讓植株在盤捲、蔓生於她身上時勒斃她的慾望如此突然而強烈，幾乎使她感到疼痛。無法開口的她，只能先聳聳肩，再點點頭。

Pick Me Up

How could we not lose our mind?

The depth of you, is full of me.

How could we not lose our mind?

We are one universe.

Still My Daddy

Hej daddy,

　　I have always been good at writing when it comes to forms of expressions. At this moment, I need to feel like I'm telling you these more than anything, but I don't want to bother you when you are traveling, and you probably don't want to see this at all, so I'll just pour my guts here, at the top of the waterfall - the beginning of the end.