Frank Ocean

4 summers ago, I met somebody. I was 19 years old. He was too. We spent that summer, and the summer after, together. Everyday almost. And on the days we were together, time would glide. Most of the days I’d see him, and his smile. I’d hear his conversation and his silence..until it was time to sleep. Sleep I would often share with him. By the time I realized I was in love, it was malignant, It was hopeless, There was no escaping, no negotiating with the feeling, no choice. It was my first love, it changed my life.
四年前的夏天，我遇到了他。那会儿我19岁，他也是。我们在一起度过了那个夏天，夏末的日子，我们仍在一起。几乎每天都在一起。
在我们一同度过的日子里，时光如翼般划过。
大部分时间里，我看着他，看着他的微笑。我听着他说话，听着他沉默。
直到入睡。我们睡在一起。
当我意识到我恋爱了的那一刻，希望寥寥，无可救药。
没法逃开，也无从商榷的感情。
亦没有选择。
那是我的初恋，也改变了我的人生。