每天不敢多想你一刻

在時間的流動中我只允許自己記得尚有一個你

淡淡的記起你名字

不花一秒鐘你便消失得無影無蹤

愈是淡而無味

嚐到的卻是更多

心中的一個枷鎖

我解不開

就算老死在這份思念中也該瞑目

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你　愛你

I thought I'd been in love until I met him.  That was puppy love I had.  They say you are in love when you don't have to ask and are sure of it.  And this time, I have no doubt in mind, is true love.  He isn't what I exactly wanted in a guy.  But he makes me feel good.  Too good that I can't find a word to describe.  He's the sweetest dream I have ever had. 

You opened your arms, I was there.  Closer and closer, I felt the warmth of your body.  The heat of your fingertips ran through from my hair to my face.  You smiled at me and I buried my face in your chest.  I heard the heartbeat of yours going fast.  The moment I felt your lips against mine, the happiness I had was more than words can describe.  Our hands holding together.  You looked me in the eyes.  I stared at you and I couldn't speak a word.  Is it possible I'm now in love?  I have never felt this way before.  It's something new.  And it feels so strong. 

Why did this have to end so soon?

26th July, London.