We
carried our youth all the way to now
In my memories of youth, you were always quiet and shy
but you looked so cool playing ball — everyone liked you
Even though after we started working we were often an international flight apart
we’ve always found something fresh in the ordinary at every stage of life
So many of my firsts were with you
The spot by the door is where grandma always watched over us; every smell in the old courtyard house feels so familiar, and next to it is the vegetable garden she tends every day. Grandma’s not home today, so let’s water her vegetables for her~ When she’s back, we’ll pick them together! - Putting our story into the pictures / writing our love into life. - Portfolio:
