High Tide

몰랐다면 거짓말이다. 새벽 네 시부터 그것은 지체 없이 달려들고 있었다. 알고도 왜 그렇게 열심히 쌓아 올려서는. 무너짐을 보고 싶었던 걸까? 무모하고 싶었던 것일지도 모른다. 전부 울어내야 했던 것 같다. 그곳에 남은 모래알들이 유독 빛나 보였다.

To say I didn't know would be a lie. Since four in the morning, it had been rushing in, relentless. So why, knowing all this, did I build it so high? Did I want to watch it crumble? Perhaps I simply wanted to be reckless. I think it was something I needed to cry all out. And the grains of sand left on that shore… they shimmered with a particular light.