im writing this down even though its going to get lost in this section. (i feel jealous of men. i feel jealous, i am a trans boy. and yes that itself is something people can hate my existence for, i like a cis gay men and i wont ask him to like me. never. he is my bff and im jealous of any men i lay my eyes on.. wrong body. wrong era.. wrong feelings.. im jealous of people who got to experience love as themselves. how lucky. he is my birdy.) its ok. my story is not worthy. being trans in queer places isnt the best. i also wish i was normal. to whoever read this. thank you for taking your time. If anyone can relate to me to slightest,, i would love to listen to your story as well.
I stumbled upon this song on Spotify, not knowing the lyrics back then, but it still tugged at my heart every time I listened. The title left me wondering what kind of story it held because something about it felt so melancholic. After watching the movie, especially that telephone scene, a part of me shattered. The final moment, where Jia Han and Birdy reunite and their younger selves singing together, was so bittersweet. they may have lost their youth not being together, but their love was eternal. star crossed lovers. Oh, to be loved and love like this~
