my love, who charms.
Hisaishi on loop while thinking about my love on this 1st day of his 28th year on earth.
I am here, in Singapore, and he, in China till Friday.
My heart sings on recollection of what we've been brought through these past few years. That fate should have it that our paths crossed in such a serendipitous manner- a silent clicking of hearts. What came after was a slow and pensive, rather painful, yet transient summer, and feelings laid dormant for many more summers before we finally tore down those walls to know each other more.
Getting to know him has been like listening to my favourite Hisaishi piece. On first listen, you get hooked. You play it on loop a good thousand times till you know the melody by heart. But yet, when you revisit it, you always notice something new in that same recording - a crescendo here, a diminuendo there. Eventually, you know the whole arrangement by heart. You can predict what comes next and the mere thought of it sounds boring but given the premise that you actually love the song, knowing what comes next is extremely comforting, and even exciting because the sheer complexity of such genius arrangement makes it never grow old.
My love is an ageless Joe Hisaishi composition:
Can't wait to be in his arms again.
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