came across this when i was cleaning my room last night, a piece of paper which has been around for 6 years, i am still considering if i should trash it away, just like how i trashed the other stuff last night.
it's part of the story, and what was expressed on the paper, was what i had for her.
it was part of the very first birthday present i made for her, perhaps she has already thrown it away, and wiped off the ever existence of it.
because she's already moved on, and those are not necessary anymore.
words are simple, but the feeling is true.
•守护天使•
重复的歌曲
时亮时暗的白光灯
几番波折的印刷
独自一人的时间
充斥音乐的整个房间
画了又画的废纸
想了又想的画面
期待的心情
思念的心情
床上的味道
没有后悔 因为努力过
不做 反而遗憾
爱你 也更加爱你
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