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Re: 橡皮戒指
A night of being alone......
A night without NET……
A night without MSN……
I miss you, my devil……
What is love? It's so hard to say. I just know when you stretched you hand to me, my heart become so cheerful. The afternoon I spent with you in the hotel, I lean against your shoulder, smelling the light smoke odour on your body, felling the breath of your heart. I was really attached to you……That dusk we walked in the street, hand in hand, the sun set down softly……You accompanied me to the bus station, how I wish the way became longer and longer……I would ask you nothing, I just want to value, value each second spending with you, and feel every details which worth remembering……At the time we separated, I just wanted to kiss you and I did that, at such a dusk, under the beautiful dying sun…..Is that love?
Once, I have been longing for a night in which I can be alone, staying quietly and thinking freely. But once being away from the internet, I even don't know how to treat myself.
Such a night of being alone…... |
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