The Spaces Between Your Fingers

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Roxy has been to US for 5 years, last time went back was 1 and a half years ago. Current relationship status: complicated. <br />
I met Roxy from a same class. She's one of those well-blend-in kids, the fact that most people would think she is an ABC( American Born Chinese) while she is actually an international student. She invited me to her room decorated with various music posters. After she tips me the story, she fell into a short silence, and then she excused herself, out for a cigarette.

"America is AWESOME!"

Everything was great: my host family was really nice;classes were fun; and the best part--the music. I went to different shows and there were much more good CDs to find here. It was simply awesome.

There was just one thing: I knew the relationship between my boyfriend and I was going down. It's the common problem between most long distance relationships. We just talked less and less and I guessed there was just less and less to talk about about anyway. He would- we used whatsapp then- sent me good morning and good night every day, and asked me what I was doing in between and I would say eating, or having class, or just got off class.. Stuff like that. And I think there's one day, I just didn't want to respond anymore. And he stopped messaging me too. And then, I just found out that he deleted me from the contact.

So I guessed we just sort of broke up? I wasn't particularly sad because things were already starting to, you know, having problems before I came to America and I kinda expected it would happen eventually. It's the fact that we had known each other forever and was always best buddies before we became couple that either of us wanted to end it. It did anyway.
The thing really bothering me was my things still left at his place: three years' music magazines I had collected, and more than 100 CDs including "Venus Doom" of HIM, Metallica, Radiohead, and "Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge" of My Chemical Romance-- gosh I would die if I didn't have THAT one back.

So I came back home for summer after we broke up, got his number and asked him about the CDs. He said okay, let's meet in front of the elementary school we went to together. And I said okay. It's only 5 mins walk from my house, 5 mins from his-- we lived very close to each other. 

That day was really hot and I was sweating even though walked really slow. From a distance, I saw him standing at the gate of the school, tall, thin, fair skinned and big eyes, with a huge box in his arms. So I walked over even slower, with a bowl of sundae in my hand--those kind of sundaes with icecream and colorful bubbles and red beans in it. It was really good. And when I got to face him, I asked him if he wanted any.

He said sure, and put down the box on the ground between us. I fed him a spoonful.

Then he asked me how I was. I said good, was going to travel with my parents during the summer. And I asked how he was doing. He said okay.

So I picked up the box and we went separate ways. We never talked since.

My Chemical Romance

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Summer of 2009
XinJiang, China

Roxy has been to US for 5 years, last time went back was 1 and a half years ago. Current relationship status: complicated.
I met Roxy from a same class. She's one of those well-blend-in kids, the fact that most people would think she is an ABC( American Born Chinese) while she is actually an international student. She invited me to her room decorated with various music posters. After she tips me the story, she fell into a short silence, and then she excused herself, out for a cigarette.

Decade: 2000s
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Recorded by SHIYI TIAN on December 3, 2014
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