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Just a little moment.會覺得沒有什麼意義,會覺得孤單和無聊。
在深夜裡,腳下踩著電毯、手上指甲油未乾,窗外寂靜無聲,卻又有風的流散。
I walked through the city, without a place to stay.
風在吹。拉攏了襟口,手一如既往的血液阻塞。
Something I drowned into, I didn't hate it but couldn't find a way to escape.
Why should I keep dreaming, with this tiny little moment?
Whispered, scratched, bubbled.
I held it breezily.
我厭倦了這樣的測試,學會了不再測試,別人的本意。
因為這本身傷人,傷的還往往是我。
只是,在這樣的夾縫間,情不自禁小小祈求:別這樣,Please。虔誠地說著。
I hate to face that truth, even to think about it is hard to bear, You can ruin everything, including me.
還沒看夠冬日的風景,就開始想念春日。
此刻,縈繞在我腦中還是冷風過境而非繁花盛開。只是我已不想再忍受冬日特別的疼痛,某些地方,被風吹了就作痛。
冬天容易想到失去,看不見得到。
而我一如既往,想找個地方蜷縮起身子,閉上眼,不看不聽不想。
Hope you can wake me up.
只是,別用傷人的事實叫醒我。我以為自己已千錘百鍊,但也明白這是不能經過考驗的直覺。
在夢裡,我依舊愛你。雖然寒風依舊,我知道。
Give me a little moment to forget, so I can hold you again in the dream.
I miss you so much but couldn't tell.
等待身軀漸漸變暖,闔上眼,入睡。夢裡不再有這些年。
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