It was two years ago when I first met him. At that time, he was a roamer who had、 just come to this city, single and had no thought of settling down. I still remember that he used to describe himself as a lost child drifting in the world, seeking things to till his heart, he could never stop, for he would lose his way, then die in silence.

我第一次遇見他是兩年前的事那時，他還是剛剛到這里的游民，單身，不愿安定。我還記得他曾經把自己說成是漂泊于城市的迷途羔羊，追尋一著能填滿心靈的東西，他不能停下來，因為那樣他會迷路，然后寂然死去.

It was like a crystal, though, our relationship, beautiful. pure but fragile. Sometimes we just like old friends. talking and laughing. But I knew that, there is always a separate yvorld in which only he exists, and he never let other people in.

盡管我們的關系如同水.界{般美麗，純潔卻也同樣脆弱有時我們就像老朋友一樣，談笑風生但是我知道，他有一個屬于自己的獨立世界，他從來不讓其他人進入。

"True relationship takes work," I told myself time and time again. I could wait, wait for the day he let me in, and wait for the day we became true friends. For a while, I believed that, until his leaving.

“真正的感情需要慢慢培養(yǎng)，”我一次又一次地告訴自己。我可以等待，等到有一天他讓我走進他的內心，等到有一天我們成為真正的朋友。我一度這么相信，直到他離開。

It was hidden and with an awful finality`’.Till then did I know that, I was a little part of his time on earth, a little understanding of his physical being. I was a little piece of him. Maybe to his drought-like heart, our relationship was just a drizzle, useless and disappointing.

悲慘的結局突然而至，直到那時我才明白，我終究只是他生命時光的一小段，對他有形之身僅有小小一解，也許對于他焦渴的心靈，我們的戀情只是一場毛毛雨，于事無補而且令人失望。

Time slid away from fingers while I was trying to get on with my lifc. I locked our memories in a box and put it at the bottom of my heart, pretending nobody had turned up in my life,nothing had happened.

當我努力地讓生活繼續(xù)下去時，時光從指縫間流過了。我把關于我們的記憶鎖進一個匣子，把它埋在心底，假裝沒有人進人過我的生活，什么都沒發(fā)生。

His appearing again split my peace again. Vivid memories came flooding back from the box deep in my heart. For a while, I was vaguely conscious, it was just like there hadn’t being any distance, any separation between us, and his one-year left was just an alter of eyes.

他的再度出現又一次撕裂了我的平靜，鮮活的記憶從心靈深處涌了出來，一時間我陷人了一種幻覺，仿佛我們之間不曾有任何距離，仿佛我們未曾分開過，她一年的離開不過是眨眼之間的。

When he told me that he had found the harbor for his wondering heart, I felt like drowning in a lake, cold and breathless. He kept talking but I could not hear a word. Perhaps nobody could be immune to `’ such felony.

當他告訴我，他漂泊的心靈已經找到了港灣，我感到自己像掉人了寒冷的湖里，令人窒息的冰湖。他不停地說著，但是我聽不進一個字。也許，沒有人經受得起這樣的打擊。

That night, he and his true love haunted my dream. They were flying far across the fields and woods,, leaving me far behind. I ran and ran, but could not catch up. I was the one left behind.

那一夜，他和她的珍愛縈繞我的夢中，他們飛過田野和樹林，把我遠遠拋在身后。我跑啊跑啊，就是追不上他們，我是被剩下的那個。

At that time, I realized, even perfect love couldn’t promise you forever, sometimes, forever means to let him go.

那時候.我意識到.即使是完美的愛情也不能保證天長地久，有時，永恒意味著放手。