You love green bean mooncakes
I prefer the meat one
You are thirty forever
and my age is kept counting

Lanterns, mooncakes, and another Mid-autumn Festival to come
one more year is added
A twenty-six-year-old girl
It was me, crying, sorrowful, and lost
A thirty-two-year-old woman
It is me, smiling, delighted, and found
I smile for everything we did together
I smile for every second we passed

I smile.

• Initial: July 26, 2019