A day of memory
like black friday
like christmas
like your birthday
you just remember
you just stay there and think
and maybe imagine
one time you imagine yourself the hero in Korngold's violin concerto
the romantic hero which totally different from Beethoven's
the passion of young generation
as Renaud Capucon describes that
one time you just stood there like sick or something
you can't move a bit
like hypnotised
like waiting for command
command you might heard from the headset
you might heard from the music
because it stops you from continuing your life
because it is now the only thing keep you living
nothing else
even
today is 20th of July
while no others can't even guess what it suppose to mean
But I know
even in my dream three days ago
I could easily remember
in the happiest dream and the most real one
I saw
I heard
I felt
I touched
until
I wake
until
I found it is not real at all
no matter how you cry
how you want to call help
you can't do anything
you can only help yourself
no one can help you
I
don't have much ability to help myself
nothing I do will help much
But now
at least
for the days, weeks, months
I fell in love that made me crazy
that I won't forget
that I don't want to forget