Real Fiction / Vlad Simionescu, translated by Lorina Xiaoyu Hou: I Fell in Love with the Wrong Person

We always meet at the evening watch, walking like a glass platform, always looking down. I put her heart on a silver tray, hoarse with the howls of past and unfulfilled loves. We burn with the impatience of the moment of reunion, melting it into a passionate kiss, to be told to the grandchildren. I stereotypically string her flaws on the wire, and she nonchalantly appropriates mine. Only one …