A Year Later

A year ago, we woke up in a clear day. The sky outside the window was so blue, like the short-lived summer time in England, while in reality it was somber cold.

That was the end of my adventure in Europe. From spring to winter, among laughter and tears, you were the best part of  it. All good things come to an end. I never expected that was so freezing and painful.

I still remembered the small room we owned on Moulins Road. It was so tiny but so cozy. It was not just a room for me, it was home. A place that I would like to come back after the long kitchen day in Holborn. A place that I would dream of after a tiresome working day in Taiwan. My heaven in east London.

Now you don't live there anymore. You've moved to a better place. A rented room as well. We both know one day we'll be able to afford a flat or house somewhere in the UK. No more rent (but mortgage, aw....). That's what we are fighting for.

My last meal in the UK in 2013 was English breakfast. It was so funny cause I had it in the afternoon in the airport. I didn't want to pass through the custom until the last minute so I could stay with you more. You know I am on diet now. For this kind of high calories meal, I try to eat as less as possible. And it tasted awful. Of course, nothing tastes delicious when you have to say goodbye to someone you love.

You attempted to hold your tears, so did I. Damn, that was arduous.

I can still feel my tear in my eyes when I see this picture. The underground took you away from me.

All of these scenes happened a year ago. Should I say time flies so fast? or not fast enough? This year we have our ups and downs. You came to Taiwan, but I haven't been back to the UK yet (soon).We quarreled, laughed, traveled, promised. A year later, we both change a bit. However, we overcame the obstacles in front of us. And always, love.

May the following year we will keep approaching our goals. I am always be your baby.