Saturday, February 09, 2008

whatever

I am still dreaming... at a dream without you.
I am still wishing... at the dimmest hope that I would never admit when sober.
Why? after so long, I thought I can get over you like all other things passing at my life.
But a mail, a mail with only one line insensible words is enough to move my heart.
Why do you remember it? Please take it as a friendly greeting, please.
Darling you become a symbol, a symbol that aches me now or then. Like a small bite at heart.

Why? 在這麼久之後,我以為我已經遺忘你,如同所有在我生命中逝去的事物。
但只要一封信,一封短短一行不帶任何感情的信就足以動搖我的心。
你居然記得阿…讓我冷靜的把它當作一個朋友的問候吧,不然我會傷得更深,不然建築的堡壘將會一夕瓦解。你居然沒有忘了我。
但,就這樣吧,就這樣吧,就這樣吧...

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春夜

你的眼神,明暗交雜,一笑成花。 是的我曾經見過這樣的世界,在北京的深夜,我們坐著計程車經過天安門廣場,那個紅色的光影和遠遠的毛澤東像,映照在車窗上,街燈閃爍,投影在你慵懶/疲倦/若有所思的臉上。 在很多年之後的今天,我忽然想起這個場景,或許從未逝去,只是沒有想起。弔詭的是,我甚至...