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All right everyone, take a deep breath: this one's gonna be mushy.
So a few weeks back (or maybe a few months back, actually O_o) my friend Victoria introduced me to a piano piece called River Flows in You by a Korean artist called Yiruma. It's gorgeous and romantic and I can't stop listening to it, and since I came back to the 'Burgh I've been working nonstop to learn how to play it myself.
And then I looked it up on Youtube and it turns out it was used as Edward's lullaby in Twilight, lollll
Anyway, when I listen to it, it makes me think of all the ridiculously mushy things I want to do with Tatsuya. All the ridiculously specific mushy things I want to do with Tatsuya. I want to gently slumber on his shoulder on a bus. I want to show him Pittsburgh and never stop holding his hand. I want to take him to the Japanese store in Shadyside when/if he gets homesick for Japanese food. I want to sneak in to his room way too early in the morning and snuggle against his back while he sleeps.
I also wanna tell him all these mushy things, but I'm afraid to ^_^;
Some people do cross-country long-distance, and good for them. California's a long way away from Pittsburgh. But it's only a five hour plane trip. It's 15 or more to Osaka.
Lately, lots of songs make me think of Tatsuya, or times spent with Tatsuya. There's a song by GReeeeN called "Tabidachi" ("Departing"...though I think "Bon Voyage" sounds a little closer to the intended meaning) that I listened to for the first time today, because Tatsuya apparently sung it at karaoke with a friend and said it reminded him of our episode at the airport before I left. So I looked up the lyrics... and they made me cry. (T-T)
At midnight tomorrow, to you, departee
I'll entrust a letter containing my feelings.
In the morning glow at the usual station
I'll just say 'Take Care'
and try to smile.
Something like that, I'm not 100% confident in my translation skills just yet.
It's not just that song....there's so many more lately that it's really getting hard to keep track of. "Ashley," "Chrono and Marle," "Flowers Blooming in the Church," "Konayuki," "San Gatsu Kokonoka," "Kiseki," "Tentai Kansoku"...it's kind of getting ridiculous. There will be one phrase or a musical movement and I find myself falling headfirst into memories of dates or conversations.
I've said it before, but it really does deserve being said again: I have never felt like this. Ever. It's such a wonderful feeling but that is one wide ocean...it's heartbreaking. Sometimes I have to stifle myself when I'm Skyping with Tatsuya, because I'm just overwhelmed with how much I miss him and I start crying.
My days, between the hours of 1pm and 8-or-so pm, are spent doing whatever, waiting for Tatsuya to wake up so I can chat with him. We don't really talk about much. The weather, what we're doing that day, how job searches are going.
Actually, I'm willing to say that for every hour we chat on Skype, at least 20 minutes of it is just spent in comfortable silence, listening to each other's signs of life. I like listening to him breathe.
When I look at his picture, I can't help but smile. I wish he'd send me more. Even pictures of just his hands make me smile - I remember how nice it was to hold them.
I hate waiting for December.
I hate dreading December. Will my grandpa be OK with him in the house?
End of mushiness.
So a few weeks back (or maybe a few months back, actually O_o) my friend Victoria introduced me to a piano piece called River Flows in You by a Korean artist called Yiruma. It's gorgeous and romantic and I can't stop listening to it, and since I came back to the 'Burgh I've been working nonstop to learn how to play it myself.
And then I looked it up on Youtube and it turns out it was used as Edward's lullaby in Twilight, lollll
Anyway, when I listen to it, it makes me think of all the ridiculously mushy things I want to do with Tatsuya. All the ridiculously specific mushy things I want to do with Tatsuya. I want to gently slumber on his shoulder on a bus. I want to show him Pittsburgh and never stop holding his hand. I want to take him to the Japanese store in Shadyside when/if he gets homesick for Japanese food. I want to sneak in to his room way too early in the morning and snuggle against his back while he sleeps.
I also wanna tell him all these mushy things, but I'm afraid to ^_^;
Some people do cross-country long-distance, and good for them. California's a long way away from Pittsburgh. But it's only a five hour plane trip. It's 15 or more to Osaka.
Lately, lots of songs make me think of Tatsuya, or times spent with Tatsuya. There's a song by GReeeeN called "Tabidachi" ("Departing"...though I think "Bon Voyage" sounds a little closer to the intended meaning) that I listened to for the first time today, because Tatsuya apparently sung it at karaoke with a friend and said it reminded him of our episode at the airport before I left. So I looked up the lyrics... and they made me cry. (T-T)
At midnight tomorrow, to you, departee
I'll entrust a letter containing my feelings.
In the morning glow at the usual station
I'll just say 'Take Care'
and try to smile.
Something like that, I'm not 100% confident in my translation skills just yet.
It's not just that song....there's so many more lately that it's really getting hard to keep track of. "Ashley," "Chrono and Marle," "Flowers Blooming in the Church," "Konayuki," "San Gatsu Kokonoka," "Kiseki," "Tentai Kansoku"...it's kind of getting ridiculous. There will be one phrase or a musical movement and I find myself falling headfirst into memories of dates or conversations.
I've said it before, but it really does deserve being said again: I have never felt like this. Ever. It's such a wonderful feeling but that is one wide ocean...it's heartbreaking. Sometimes I have to stifle myself when I'm Skyping with Tatsuya, because I'm just overwhelmed with how much I miss him and I start crying.
My days, between the hours of 1pm and 8-or-so pm, are spent doing whatever, waiting for Tatsuya to wake up so I can chat with him. We don't really talk about much. The weather, what we're doing that day, how job searches are going.
Actually, I'm willing to say that for every hour we chat on Skype, at least 20 minutes of it is just spent in comfortable silence, listening to each other's signs of life. I like listening to him breathe.
When I look at his picture, I can't help but smile. I wish he'd send me more. Even pictures of just his hands make me smile - I remember how nice it was to hold them.
I hate waiting for December.
I hate dreading December. Will my grandpa be OK with him in the house?
End of mushiness.