That winter was particularly cold,
the city enveloped in a damp rain.
Nameless people feel depressed,
walking on the street there is an urge to cry ...
in the same apartment building ...
the same time is doing different things ...
every time out, no matter where we go. She was always the habit of turning left;
each times out, no matter where, he always habitually go right.
he had not met her ...
He has flies not very good, occasionally at the restaurant to the city, playing musical instruments earn extra money,
not playing the violin, he likes to hang around outside, around to the city park to feed pigeons, often sat the whole afternoon.
he used to go left,
she used to Right away,
they never met.
sad she is translating a novel, so she often feel that the world is gray.
not working, she likes to be in town to drink coffee, br> in the street, walk the pavement, talking with a roadside feral cats.
inadvertently missed the meet, they are always in the moment.
If we could stop,
maybe they will remember to live with each other.
like in the city like most people, they know nothing about, while living together.
this world is so wonderful, there are two parallel lines converge in one day.
when when they met in the water pool of understanding, that meant the man already existed ...
them like long lost lovers like to spend an afternoon sweet.
who said, almost too perfect for Love will make day jealous, I really can not be too happy ...
a downpour to break up this beautiful ...
they left a phone number to each other hastily broke up.
he still used to go left,
she used to right away ..
their soaked by heavy rain, but their hearts are warm.
That night, they are too excited to sleep.
rain dripping underground night.
But there are so many accidents of life, the kite in the hand will suddenly cut off the line ...
stop rain on Christmas Eve, two of which do not dare, afraid to miss any phone calls;
looked at the vague writing, playing a wrong number after another pass.
temperature decreases, the radio came the City Square counting down the seconds before the cheers,
year has passed ...
this weather finally cleared up, but the temperature continued to decrease.
change in the city were startled by the other, the park's fountain was built in the Viaduct.
he was optimistic told myself, maybe just like the movies, like,
the next street corner, next to the park or coffee shop,
will meet her again;
walk in the cold street, a colorful lights hanging from trees, dead trees,
suddenly lit up,
she began to cry.
days passed, no one who re-encounter.
big crowd, if you miss like I'm missing you like me.
in the familiar and unfamiliar cities,
help to find a strange but familiar figure.
quietly coming rainy season when it rains, she will think of him;
after the rain the sky is clear, how she can just disappear without a trace ...
like a person sitting in a small corner of the appreciation of their own World;
bright lights make the night even more lonely and helpless ...
feeling depressed for no reason, alone with their inexplicable sorrow.
walking down the street would think of her, still in this city, or do you already left?
teased the same cat, fed the same dog,
crows in the morning listening to the same call ...
teased with a baby,
all know she has a long green with two long ears and a small felt hat ...
fate, but, ah, really close up ...
... so close yet so far away < br> The city feels like his cell without walls, it is exhausted, choking ...
alone, when really want that person ...
decided to leave the deserted and cold city,
to a sunny local travel ...
started snowing, and the city has been several years without snow.
She is still used to the left;
He is still used to the right.
that year particularly cold winter,
the city enveloped in wet rain,
gray sky still have not seen the sun,
feel inexplicably depressed,
walking on the street there is a the urge to cry ...
but winter will be over, spring will come ...
they finally turned in a moment of encounter, a thousand words to do in my heart ...
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