Memories of the Wind.

Saturday, December 16, 2006

Fri nite is the mood for love.

Friday nite is the mood for love.

我没有什么勇气再继续下去，
因为我心里又出现了迷惑。
神啊！我已经忘记我是谁了。

虽然我的心狭窄到只能容纳她下一个人，
可是我这一生却可能无法收藏她珍贵的笑容。
难道像“知足”里的歌词？
要放弃才是拥有吗？

到底我要走到什么地步,
才罢手呢?
这是愚蠢吧？

原来我是虚伪的。
对自己喜欢的人冷淡，
比看到她拥抱其他人更难过。

是吗？
你问我不伤心难过吗？
我无法欺骗我自己。

眼泪在蠢蠢欲动。

There is no such thing as 100% reciprocated love. You do not expect the person to love you back because you did a lot for him or her. Do you get my point??

I do not mind not being a ace of spades or hearts in her heart, as I would probably be contented to be a little 3 diamond. I know I got a loser's attitude. However, I really cannot change this stubborn mindset of mine. What is wrong with just wanting the person you love to be happy, even if you will not be the person to give that love?

...

Many failed love stories. Many failed paintings of love. I am just a poor artist lying in my own dumps. But I am still able to paint a beautiful rainbow with the depressed colours of my heart.

忧郁的颜色，也能画出属于自己的彩虹。

A broken heart.