Ask Me Tomorrow

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I know your heart, I know you.
I was touched by these words. Of course he doesn’t know me fully. But he knows some parts of my heart. And so far nobody has reached so deeply.

It was a pleasure to chat with him. Music, life…we chatted a lot.
Usually I don’t easily get so emotionally. In such a Sunday afternoon after the rain, listening to Hilary Stagg’s harp, made me think a bit more than usual.

He told me that he dreamed of me and missed me a lot. I know he’s not lying, not like those cheaters on the internet. I thrust him, and his feelings. What I don’t trust is the durative of this kind of feeling.
I questioned myself several times: the distance geographical and the distance between hearts, which one is longer? I would like to believe the heart thing, but life is not sublimate.

He said he would wait for me. Neither will I give any promises, nor any promises would I accept.
To be frank, I look forward to meeting him after half a year when I return to China. What am I expecting? I’m not sure. For now, like Beatles’ song, Let It Be.

Finally I wrote down what I’d like to say. It seems my English hasn’t improved much in the past nearly 2 years. What a shame.
Why I use English anyway? I feel kina shy writing these feelings in Chinese, my mother tongue. Using English won’t be so direct, maybe.