we are swamped, we have no space to stop and stare
to catch our breaths and watch it mist in crisp cold air, or
summershine
to marvel at the fact that we are alive, alive.
my days are broken only by the tic-tac-click-clack of keyboard keys that unlock nothing.
i don't have time to feel, but the least i can do is remember.
and i won't know-- and cannot promise-- my customary rose;
but i can promise a moment, in the darkness, for you.
and in the midst of everything that's around us i don't want to forget.
翻着我们的照片
想念若隐若现
去年的冬天
我们笑得很甜
看着你哭泣的脸
对着我说再见
来不及听见
你已走得很远
也许你已经放弃我
也许已经很难回头
我知道是自己错过
请再给我一个理由
说你不爱我
就算是我不懂
能不能原谅我
请不要把分手当作你的请求
我知道坚持要走是你受伤的借口
请你回头
我会陪你一直走到最后
就算没有结果
我也能够承受
我知道你的痛
是我给的承诺
你说给过我纵容
沉默是因为包容
如果要走请你记得我
如果难过
请你忘了我
someone gets excited in a chapel yard
and catches a bouquet
another lays a dozen
white roses on a grave
we miss you. i think we always will.