星期四, 12月 14, 2006

It seems a long long while ago when I was still in your arms.
This morning I pictured you asked me the same question like you did a year ago, with your gentle smile and tender voice.
I heard myself as in a year and a half ago, the day I left my letter at your place.
I thought that was already an end and you brought me through all these chapters of my book.
There are times when love simply isn't enough.
And I admit it, I accept it.
I still thank you for making me me.

"I Wish You Love"

I wish you bluebirds in the spring
To give your heart a song to sing
And then a kiss
But more than this
I wish you love

And in July a lemonade
To cool you in some leafy glade
I wish you health
And more than wealth
I wish you love

My breaking heart and I agree
That you and I could never be
So with my best, my very best
I set you free

I wish you shelter from the storm
A cozy fire to keep you warm
But most of all
When snowflakes fall
I wish you love

3 則留言:

PeterNJosef 說...

我說過, 每次讀你的日誌都會哭, 所以很少到訪. 剛才打開擱置了的icq, 翻開了以往每天改三遍的info. 空. 一片空.

msn、spaces和xanga 太露了, 偶而懷舊懷得一片淒酸, 不知可往哪兒倒, 忽然尋回icq 的盒子。

我憶起了"不如這樣", 又想起了"有故事的人". 都好像不大對勁, 倒想亂寫"我的天 你的歌" (不知有沒有這樣一首歌). 原來這裡就有一首"她的歌".

我覺得往事不能回味, 因為"nostalgia" 始終帶著悲傷.

PeterNJosef 說...

p.s. 願你"快"好.

PeterNJosef 說...

我不斷想, 我們的故事其實沒什麼共通點, 四個人性格背景都相距甚遠, 為什麼你的記述會讓我那麼敏感?

也許就是覺得隔空思念擔心(e.g. 地震事件)心疼有點像. 還有要對著另一個人密密地說著國語. 甜的是國語, 酸的是國語, 苦的是國語, 辣的是國語, 鹹的是國語...開始時說著國語, 結束時也說著國語...就那麼一點"獨一無二、專屬"的味道。

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