/ How can this be real?” I whispered. “I mean you... you... where you come from? Your world. It is so beyond everything I've ever known. /
お誕生日おめでとう、Toshiya...
“I spent uncounted hours sitting at the bow looking at the water and the sky, studying each wave, different from the last, seeing how it caught the light, the air, the wind; watching patterns, the sweep of it all, and letting it take me." - I gaze into you the same way all the time...
I love one and each of the hundredth of your images. Never stop, because there is no such a unique and irresistible beauty like yours in this world. You come as near to perfection as anything can come in this world.
I could only compare it to the beauty and changeability of nature. With the purity of morning dew and warm summer rain, with the saddest secrets of misty haze, flowing along the calm river, with the whisper of leaves under the gentle touch of the wind, with the purest snow on the inaccessible mountain peaks, with the incredible beauty of the dying sun, at the moment when it touches the horizon and sweep over the sky with the colors from athother worlds, with boundless distance and eternal secret of the stars in the night skies, with the darness which covers my world every night and with the sweetest dreams I can find in there... You always fill me with longing and the expectation of something unknown, fill me with something meaningful, something endless, something full and yet empty... with something that hurts.
I see the whole world in you, and thanks to you I love this world even more. Now you are my sun, and I so hope that the night is still so far...
I love one and each of the hundredth of your images. Never stop, because there is no such a unique and irresistible beauty like yours in this world. You come as near to perfection as anything can come in this world.
I could only compare it to the beauty and changeability of nature. With the purity of morning dew and warm summer rain, with the saddest secrets of misty haze, flowing along the calm river, with the whisper of leaves under the gentle touch of the wind, with the purest snow on the inaccessible mountain peaks, with the incredible beauty of the dying sun, at the moment when it touches the horizon and sweep over the sky with the colors from athother worlds, with boundless distance and eternal secret of the stars in the night skies, with the darness which covers my world every night and with the sweetest dreams I can find in there... You always fill me with longing and the expectation of something unknown, fill me with something meaningful, something endless, something full and yet empty... with something that hurts.
I see the whole world in you, and thanks to you I love this world even more. Now you are my sun, and I so hope that the night is still so far...
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