The young and in love, of course, these are, only passages in our lives, they’re not, meant to last, are they??? Nope! Translated…
Perhaps, This Would be, the Very Last Ten-Minutes We Ever Get to Walk Together………
The Beginning of an Unknown World
This place, “the fourth year of middle school”, it’s definitely, a unique experience for the youths who were involved in it during that era of time. Regularly, it was after we’d all graduated from middle school, but we’d continued, wearing those uniforms every single day, and pretended to go to school daily, it’s just, that the location where classes held was no longer on campus, but in this 50-centimeter space that’s tightly cramped. But for me and Jack, it was, the start of our trip away from home, getting to know a foreign world, we’d both believed back then, that this was only, a year-long temporary thing in Taipei, which helped us to become, more adventurous in life as we got older.
young and in love, not my photograph…
That year, we both had our separate failed ventures in love. We fell for two sisters from Shijr, I think they were, cousins. Although we’d felt attracted to them, but, based off of the conditions back then, we couldn’t do anything about the attractive feelings, and so, after our cram school sessions, we’d accompanied them on the ten-minute walk from the classes to the train stations in Songshan, during those short ten-minutes we’d come to share, it’d become, the happiest time we’d ever had in our fourth year of middle school.
Jack loved the older girl, but, their differences in height was too enormous, the girl was 5’8, while Jack was only 5’5, every time I’d walked behind them, it was, like watching the temple deities making their parades, but, because they’d bickered a lot, it’d, added to those harder days of our youth, and for the year, we’d both followed behind them, watched how things played out with them, sometimes, we’d laughed until our stomachs hurt, and sometimes, we’d caught each other’s gazes, and, seemed, to have a lot to say to one another, but, we’d, suppressed the urges to talk, and just, walked on quietly.
Don’t Forget How You Feel at This Precise Moment in Time
The final day of our fourth year in middle school, the four of us maintained our usual formation, walked toward the Songshan Train Station. But we all knew, that perhaps, this would be, the very last time, we walked together for the ten-minutes, and, the tall and short who’d fooled around and horse-played both, settled down. The very first time, Jack and I bought the tickets, and followed the sisters into the station to wait. As the train came in, I knew, that if I don’t say something, then, it would be, too late, but I’d not spoken a single word. Before she got on, the younger cousin turned her head around, said to me, “Goodbye”, god DAMN it, I still didn’t have enough courage to say anything, I’d just, nodded my head toward her.
like this??? Not my photo…
Before the train started, I’d quickly taken out the sketch I’d made secretly in class of the younger cousin’s side profile, and handed it to her who found a window seat, that was the very first time, that she’d stared me in the eyes, and, flashed that enchanting smile at me. The train moved, and the older girl tilted her head out the window, and called out “Jack!”, Jack attempted to run to keep up, but the train already, sped out of the station, I saw Jack’s panting backside, and there seemed, to be tears, mixed in his sweats, this was, probably, the very first time I ever saw Jack cry.
Before we left Taipei, we did something together, celebrated our birthdays together. We were both, Taureans, born in the month of May, eight days apart, we’d bought ourselves a small cake, with one candle on it, we sat at the bus depot at the back of the train station and made a wish together.
“Although we’re dirt poor right now, but, we’d, shared some great times together, we will, NEVER forget how we both feel at this precise moment.”
“I hope we will sit in different countries, and celebrate our birthdays together.”
so young, these kids, and yet, the love they’d found, are the purest…not my picture still…
“Are we going to be sitting, in the different bus stations of the different countries?”
“Ha, that sounds very cool too!”
“We must work hard, to make names of ourselves, work hard, and we will, succeed!”
So, these are the days of our youths, we’d found that first taste of love, but, because at the end, we’d needed to grow up and part ways, but, the memories of our shared moments will always stay alive in each of us, like it was, yesterday!