One of my favourite memories involves sitting with Wenxiang on a shaded bench on a hot and windy day, and feeding each other strawberry cheesecake icecream. I can still remember the sweetness of the icecream, and the crumbly taste of the cheesecake crust. It wasn’t like a phenomenally happy day or extra special but somehow, it sticks out in my head, and is one of the memories that I think of automatically when I think of Wenxiang. If I were only allowed one mental picture of our relationship, that would be the one I would pick because it’s the best example of how simple and happy we were. There was no flash and dazzle, but we were … happy.
Maybe we were too happy, we’d used up our share of happiness together, and that’s why we couldn’t last. Or maybe he was tired of such simple happiness, and wanted something more flashy and dazzling. After all, someone new is always more exciting than someone you’ve spent the past 5-6 years with. Maybe…
