春天分手秋天會習慣

i'm so tired today. just felt like sleeping. do you hate me now? but i couldn't possibly stop loving you. one can't just say 'don't worry, love won't last', and expect everything to be over. one can't just say that the burden has been put down and that 'one feels light', and expect the other to feel the same. it's just not going to be.
in this city that's so small compared to the world but so big compared to you, you can really feel very tiny in the world. but all it takes is some naïveté to believe in a world that revolves around you. in such a world the wind blows not because not because it moves across the earth's surface, but because it moves with respect to you; it is static with respect to the earth.

now i just want to make some crème brûlée.