A time to live,
A time to die,
A time to soar high up into the sky.
A time to laugh,
A time to grief,
A time to mourn the future that has died.
From an age of innocence to a time of flagrant debauchery; from finding love to losing hope, this is the life journey of a Chinese gay guy born in KL, Malaysia where he tries to make sense of his homosexuality, his life and the world around him.
17 March 2013
12 March 2013
伤信
重读着你的告别信 抑压而暗涌
虽不信写的话竟可以这么重 但再哭亦无用
如果可不要信 宁死都不要信
但看我手 再激动仍只得伤信
我曾假设,如果我们能够重逢,走回在一起,我们能继续走下去吗?过去发生的事情永不磨灭,会在你我间产生什么化学作用呢?我抱着满满的期待开始假想,但是还没深入就已经发现,这个假设太单薄了,稍微清醒就把美梦给搓破。为了让它保有完美,我选择让它停留在起点,希望无论在多久后,它都依然保持原有的良好感觉。
然而,梦始终会醒来,一些事情终归会走到你面前。原地踏步是我的选择,纵然你已经消失在天际,我依然企盼你的归影。但是当荒芜的大地突然出现双飞的影子,我才惊觉其实当一个人离去后,回来时,他可以是两个人和你插身而过。抬头仰望,苍天浩瀚空洞。我追寻那双飞影,但却遍寻不着。原本封尘在记忆深处的美梦就那样的霎那破碎,遗留下来的是淡淡的落寞。
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)