I can't remember the Sydney Opera House. But I can remember that after you said it was cold at the part, the smell of your hair tips and warmth spreading form your body when I opened my jacket to embrace you.
I can't remember the Forbidden City. But I can remember the witty expression on your face while you stretched your neck out looking for a parking spot, and the stripe jasmin flavored gum that we shared in the car.
I can't remember the sight of cherry blossoms falling in Ueno Park. But I can remember us walking together under the cherry trees, the feeling of being careful about what to say, and about the distance between us.
I can't remember our final destination when we traveled by train. But I can remember when our eyes accasionally meet, and the quiet moments that we held hands without saying anything.
I can't remember where I flew to all those times. But I can remember the firm determination that held me through all those times that I went to see you.
So I think,that the reason why life is precious, just might not be the grand and luxurious destinations that we've been to；But is that during the moments of loneliness and boredom in our travels, I had you to keep me company.
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