Two people connected by the red string of fate are destined lovers, regardless of time, place, or circumstances. This magical cord may stretch, tangle, and knot, but will never break.
As I look up at the fireworks by myself, my heart prickles in pain. Soon, the next season will be here. The ephemeral fireworks I watched with you- Even now, I think of that summer day.
"I want you. I want your sleepy confused look when you wake up. I want to be the warmth that fills the space in your bed. I want to be the sheets your fingers crave at night; the blanket that wraps around you all night. I want to drink tea with you, share some records we find. I want to talk about everything in the world newspapers. I want to discuss with you, to be stubborn and quick-witted with you. I want to have differences between us. I want your flaws. All of them. I want to go into the deepest corners of your mind and never get bored of you. I want to be surprised by the new all the time. I want to look at you like a movie, a living piece of art; always trying to chase what you crave … and capture you."
Tae is a Japanese artist who often paints portraits of women in her works. Her minimal use of color as well as the movement of shapes and brushstrokes across the portraits creates a clean, seemingly weightless space within which her characters exist
