火花心臓。

Here I love you.
In the dark pines the wind disentangles itself.
The moon glows like phosphorous on the vagrant waters.
Days, all one kind, go chasing each other.
  
The snow unfurls in dancing figures.
A silver gull slips down from the west.
Sometimes a sail. High, high stars.
  
Oh the black cross of a ship.
Alone.
Sometimes I get up early and even my soul is wet.
Far away the sea sounds and resounds.
This is a port.
Here I love you.

后来我收到她寄给我的信,不过那也是很久之后的事情了。
“……现在想来我又哪里是真的喜欢他。我和他并不熟悉,对他知之甚少,对他的印象全部来源于你——我也是后来才发现,每当我想起他的时候,其实我自动带入了你。”
她的字依旧清秀,我想起曾缠着她教我写字好看的秘诀,她刷刷地,写了一首情诗撕给我,那页纸我现在也留着。
我把这封信也放到了同一个盒子里。

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