time to home

Udaipur, my last stop in India.

This is a quiet, clean and tidy town, like nowhere else in India. The landmarked Lake Palace is surrounded by the Lake Pichola, and the lake surrounded by mountains and town buildings.

I stay in a small hostel right next to the lake, and I can see the palace from my window. In the morning, I am not going out early for taking pictures but rather lying on the bed. Sunlight come through the window and drop on my bed, increditably soft. I really wish you were here.

But you are not. So I miss the days we had lunch in the street corner park, and then I laid on your legs. Sunlight come throught your hair and drop on my face, increditalbly warm.

My dear, I am going home.

Let's go back home.

离开你的第十五天

Yula,

I know you may feel alone without me by yourside, because I feel the same way. Now I realise it may be a little bit stupid to leave you so far away and for such a long period. But I am glad to know our hearts are still attached and they will keep attached for a very very very and very long while.

There are another 25 days to go untill I see you again. I will keep everything I see in mind and will share you all I experience these days. Please take care yourself the days without my care, work less, eat well and rest better, remember to be happy and please think about me just once for a while.

I love yu.

Yan