loss of youth
he’s down there, by the sea.
remembering days of kisses on the hill, outlooking
their sun-and-cloud-kissed kites and the sullen silent
romances between the sky and the sea.
he’s stranded in sorrows.
barefoot on forgotten pebbles, waiting for the current to
take away whatever is left of him.
he’s stranded in a place that is at a loss of words within
and he thinks that after all that time lying on that
windy-white-capped hill, made him stiff.
he has given his humiliated, guilty congratulations
to those who were close to the ones near their end.
remembering that the sun never sets in the memories
that are never to be felt or lived again other than in the
worst disease to be spread among men; nostalgia.
he reminds those to open the cracked-stained windows.
to let the young love-sick souls finally escape the
prison of this world.
while also teaching himself and taming his addiction to
life by reminiscing of how
we’re all surrounded by ghosts,
we’ve just got to learn to live with them.
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During 2020 Fall, I had the absolutely honor to live with many wonderful people in a house that is only 2 minutes walking distance away from Etch Hall while enjoying online school. After the semester ends, two of them are leaving to pursue the next chapter of their courageous life. Both of them are STEM majored; they have taught me much about friendship and STEM.
Aidan is the first person that I met who majors in cognitive science! It is always a pleasure to hear him talking about his research and doing his research's survey. Aidan likes to read poem and think only math can be more real than cognitive science. He is good at multiple musical instruments.
Paul Paul is the first person who I met that holds a coop internship. He majors in computer science and plays very good piano.