Two years have been passed. Of course I know that recalling is stupid (actually the word "stupid" was her favorite word...). But I cannot stop remembering.
At that time, she was (maybe still now) a PhD student. We met on early summer. Now, I have finished my master's course and entered to a PhD course. I should prepare conference presentations, journal articles, like her in my memory. A lot of memories such that just laughing together, cooking and walking are often replayed. Still, I cannot forget perfectly. She emerged again and again in my deep mind.
However, actually I do not want to meet her again. I cannot accept her anymore. A memory is just a memory. My love has become like a shipwreck. That is just a nostalgia.
