2017的告白 。我想你

30岁的我，也渐渐明白。。。
有些人的身影，笑眼，每一个动作，
永远，永远都会在回忆里，身体里，和世界的每一个角落，存在着。

当一句问候也变得如此奢侈，一个关心也如此的多余，想念也许也是一种罪孽。

只能远远地关心，远远地祝福，远远地落泪。

当生命里也必须有另外一个人的出现，那个身影已经活在血液里，空气里，无时无刻，无可取代。

也许，只有和你一起，笑容也变得那么真切。
那个最真的我，那个依赖着你的我。
和你一起的夜晚，永远都让我那么的安心。
只要和你在一起，哪怕最艰难的困境，最险恶的道路，
因为有你，我从来都不害怕。

你喜欢的每一件事，我喜欢的每一样东西，
因为有你的分享，幸福就是这一回事吧！

还有好多好多的事，好多好多的话，好多好多的未来，
我们已经来不及完成。

在你转身的那一刻，属于你的所有回忆已经深深埋入我心里。

愿在同一片的星空下，你也能想起我。
而我也会一遍遍地为你祈祷，愿你一切安好。

What would we become?

When days become months,
and months become years,
I am afraid...
I am afraid that your face, your voice and everything about you will become blurry enough for me.
The harder I try to remember the feelings I have towards you, the more I lost it.

"That's it?" I always question myself.
But...
Why is it everytime when I look at our pictures together, everytime when I think of you, my tears are still dropping non-stoply?
Why is it I am still worrying about you, if you have been good.

You have been a bad guy for me.
Though sometimes I have been moved by your gentle cares and thoughts. I admire alot of how persistent you are towards your dreams, and the spirit of giving out your best for every jobs and projects we have.

I really miss you, and I really want to see you.
However, I know, I will never look at you the same way I did before.
As long as the hurt is there, I would never able to talk to you the same way before.

What would we become soon?
The terrifying answer that's haunted me is -- A stranger.

The Hate and Love

The hate and love,
it's just a line difference.

How lovely the love,
and it will be how deeply the hate.

Perhaps, I just wanna complete the last "thing" i am doing it for you,
way before the hates conquer my heart and my mind.

Perhaps, I just wish that, in the last "gift" we can only see the loves.
And let the undone love remains just a dream,
that we can only think about it many many years later.

So close, so far...

You're in my arms, and all the world is calm.
The music playing on for only two.
So close, together.
And when I'm with you
So close, to feeling alive.

A life goes by,
Romantic dreams must die.
So I bid my goodbye
And never knew.
So close, was waiting,
Waiting here with you.
And now, forever, I know
All that I wanted
to hold you so close.

So close to reaching
That famous happy end.
Almost believing
This one's not pretend.
And now you're beside me,
And look how far we've come.
So far we are. So close...

Oh how could I face the faceless days
If I should lose you now?

We're so close to reaching
that famous happy end,
And almost believing,
this one's not pretend.
Let's go on dreaming
for we know we are...
so close, so close
and still so far...


** Hope someone, if there is someone, who could understand this.... This, my romantic voice in within me.
Someone, someday....