空手而回

之前實在太忙了,今天跑去書局,結果 Continue reading

From my Pixnet blog: 臨睡前送給那個我很想忘記的人

臨睡前送給那個我很想忘記的人 Jun 13 Fri 2008 01:29
http://wenning.pixnet.net/blog/post/18673674

我很努力的讓自己去忘記去過自己的日子 Continue reading

The First Cut is the Deepest

I tried so hard and it’s working. Please don’t let him spoil it all again. He’s not the first but he certainly cut it deeper then anyone else had. I loved him in a way I would never love anyone again. The euphoria we get after spending time together, walking for hours eschewing transport, talking till 5am on the phone. Just looking at each other sent shivers down my spine and I know, his. We longed to be close to each other, not just physically. He is still the only person outside of class I ever discussed, seriously not casual conversationally, Plato’s theory on the shadows and of course our never ending debates on religion.
It was too much, too unrelenting. Worse of all, it was not because I trusted him that I did not care to question. I was blind to all his faults. I forgave him for everything but I don’t think I’d ever forget. It’s a thorn in my side that I couldn’t look at him without feeling contempt for myself. I think I lost those feelings of euphoria for him a long time before I left him and he doesn’t know it. What I felt and what I feel now are lingering memories of what had been beautiful once.
True, he was there for me at some low points in my life, some of which were brought about by him and the fact that my family hated him and still hates him. We were young and we thought we were invincible. We thought love was everything. I loved him and he thought I’d change myself for him. I tried but I can’t change myself, even for him. Maybe we were growing up in different directions and he saw it coming, he tried to push me back to his path. I am still not the the kind of person he wants me to be, even in my now more conventional job I will never be the kind of person he hopes I will be.
I see his messages and I hate myself for responding. I can’t believe I let myself sink so low then, making myself into someone I am not. Even more for the ‘rebellion’ after, the smoking, the swearing and worse of all the abandon with which I dated other people.
I have been trying to forget, leading my new life with someone else. Yet he just calls and my walls come tumbling down. Leave me alone please. I want this relationship to work even with all the problems. I want him more then I you. I do love him more then you right now. I might not love him as I once loved you but I don’t love you anymore.
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I would have given you all of my heart
but there’s someone who’s torn it apart
and she’s taking almost all that I’ve got
but if you want, I’ll try to love again
baby I’ll try to love again but I know Continue reading

新聞台: 不是甚麼都可以挽救的

From http://mypaper.pchome.com.tw/news/mommom/3/1264496800/20060208042722/

那天和剛剛從台北回來的舊同學吃飯
她跟我說的小故事
她和幾個朋友在某個人家裡玩
大伙一起煮東西
一個男生大概是不是很會切菜吧
眼看刀子要掉在地上了
我朋友一輩子大概只有那次那麼眼明手快
伸手接住了刀
但是是握住了刀鋒
鮮血開始往地上滴著
她才意識刀自己的瘦受傷了 Continue reading

如果‧愛

From http://mypaper.pchome.com.tw/news/mommom/3/1262371363/20051221021150/

有一點點懂
其實是個簡單的愛情故事
卻是不簡單的感情
每個愛情都是人和人的命運交疊
再怎樣的愛恨交織
管你是不是執迷不悔 Continue reading

一場華麗而快樂的病

而愛情本來就是種考驗 當耗盡所有激情與好奇 上天給人們一些小甜蜜和一卡車難題

這就是人生?只有莫名其妙、沒有邏輯的偶像劇裡面的人才會那麼費力的談戀愛吧… 親愛的我累了,不只是因為距離,而是我對愛情沒有信心。 我可以相信一個人,但是我沒辦法相信人性。 Continue reading

新聞台: 搖滾

From http://mypaper.pchome.com.tw/news/ningkei/3/1237031037/20040403204800/

你永遠不會懂我為甚麼喜歡搖滾樂。 Continue reading

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