Posted on March 11, 2015 by Jungmin Ryoo
My dearest Sixsmith,
I dreamt of you last night. I could not get in the mood to do anything all day long. So I went for a drive to the city. The city where we were together.
The sun imbues the skies as man imbues the roads. Wish we could see this rapture together again. Back then we were so alive.
Our hearts were driven by extremes. In the heat of the summer, we were blind with dreams and tight with fears. Every passing minute permeated our lives like the sound of music and perfected it. Back then we were so young.
All then suddenly became unclear. My life was filled with an endless dull of ordinariness and I became scared of uncertainty. I have died every night being lost in old memories.
But I know that it is stupid to hold on to the pieces of the past while waiting for the future. When I look back at the journey we rode, I soon realize that all is going to be well. All will be so perfectly well.
Now I lay the past to rest and live today. I miss you. Can’t wait to meet you again.
Photography and Text by Jungmin Ryoo, Copyright 2015
About the Author: Jungmin Ryoo graduated with a degree in Bioengineering from the University of Pennsylvania in 2014, and is currently a research assistant at XLab: Experience Design and Technology Lab, University of California, Berkely.