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Saturday, April 18, 2009

紫蔷薇,
能够在阴郁的天气里散发出那浓烈的香气,
飘散到七里之外的地方。

信息,
也能够这样吗?
不管多遥远的距离,也能够传达到,
传达到有你,有我的地方,
可能吗?

how can one define 'the right atmosphere, the right timing, the right words'? how do you know that it is really RIGHT & in the first place, why is there a need for those when situations that dont even require those arise?

whatever, im not making any sense here but thats just something i have been pondering over for months, to the extent of wasting my sleep time just to think about it. stupid i know. but yeah, one word, whatever. it doesnt even matter anymore, when i think about it now.

就让琴声那冰冷的绝望
在大雨中继续弹奏着

放不下的面具
黑暗的天空
冷冷的大雨

世界无声
消失在这一刻
到底还有什么是真实的呢?

ha-ha. to think i believed wholeheartedly
defending when necessary
interfering more than i could
&what's expected comes so naturally anyway.
to the extent that i bore with it for months
trying to stop myself from sinking deeper into those depths
trying to stop myself from thinking so negatively

&now, all i can say &want to say is,
i dont care anymore.

since apparently i was not meant to be part of this
never meant to be as close as what i thought
if the above all rings true and sound,
then i really feel like saying,

i give up cuz it was never meant to be.
im sorry, for thinking too much,
thinking too highly of myself.

&i would never do all those stuff again.
thanks for shining light on this issue,
i would never think too much again.
because, i wouldnt want to bother &interfere anymore.


to remember or to forget...; 12:44 AM

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