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Fingers intertwined, clenched, knit ties that are getting stronger. Five fingers make ten. Thinking how time will pass. Ask the way for the next hike. Stop to give time to reset breaths that may become shortness of breath. That's what this trip is like.

The night between the sun and the moon. Afternoon to night. Two pairs of legs stood on the edge of the bridge. Staring intently at every corner of the water waves. We took a deep breath while feeling the beautiful moment that was successfully experienced in this life.

You. The man who stood by my side, said many things about the world. How you want your world to be. An unblemished perfectionist. Mature plan that I never imagined how it could come to mind. My plan in life is just to live well and enjoy the moment that is happening right now. Maybe that's all.

"The moon is about to rise and the sun is trying to set. A beautiful sight in my eyes." I saw it, it's true.

"What do you prefer? the moon or the sun?" I asked randomly.

"The two beauties of this world can't be chosen. Why should you choose?"

"Sometimes we have to choose something even though it's hard isn't it?"

"I think both are equally beautiful, both are also special in their own way, that's the thing that makes them alternate and never meet. a choice that can't be chosen."

I contemplated staring at the sticky water. If I jump I might die, I thought as I looked at the water. The moon and sun also could not help me at that time.

"I think I understand."

No. At that time I was completely wrong. Nothing I understand. His perfect life plan, beauty to his eyes and two choices he couldn't choose. I've been very wrong.

It has been three months since that day. On the same bridge and the same time. The same place where you said you couldn't choose the sun or the moon. My tears fell suddenly.

"My dear, don't cry over a man like that." Mom came to hug me. "It's not your fault if he's unfaithful, he's the problem not you."

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(2023)

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Fingers intertwined, clenched, knit ties that are getting stronger. Five fingers make ten. Thinking how time will pass. Ask the way for the next hike. Stop to give time to reset breaths that may become shortness of breath. That's what this trip is like.

The night between the sun and the moon. Afternoon to night. Two pairs of legs stood on the edge of the bridge. Staring intently at every corner of the water waves. We took a deep breath while feeling the beautiful moment that was successfully experienced in this life.

You. The man who stood by my side, said many things about the world. How you want your world to be. An unblemished perfectionist. Mature plan that I never imagined how it could come to mind. My plan in life is just to live well and enjoy the moment that is happening right now. Maybe that's all.

"The moon is about to rise and the sun is trying to set. A beautiful sight in my eyes." I saw it, it's true.

"What do you prefer? the moon or the sun?" I asked randomly.

"The two beauties of this world can't be chosen. Why should you choose?"

"Sometimes we have to choose something even though it's hard isn't it?"

"I think both are equally beautiful, both are also special in their own way, that's the thing that makes them alternate and never meet. a choice that can't be chosen."

I contemplated staring at the sticky water. If I jump I might die, I thought as I looked at the water. The moon and sun also could not help me at that time.

"I think I understand."

No. At that time I was completely wrong. Nothing I understand. His perfect life plan, beauty to his eyes and two choices he couldn't choose. I've been very wrong.

It has been three months since that day. On the same bridge and the same time. The same place where you said you couldn't choose the sun or the moon. My tears fell suddenly.

"My dear, don't cry over a man like that." Mom came to hug me. "It's not your fault if he's unfaithful, he's the problem not you."

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(2023)