:(

The 21st.




The night before that,
It was so cold.
And cruel.







眼泪不能流过十二点~

但就这样
带入梦里
无法醒过来





















The day of it,
Once again,
It feels like movie is screening in front of me,
Looking at so many characters, so many people trying to enlighten my day and giving me warm, best wishes,
Smiles all around their faces;





The day was warm,
Very warm in fact;
But I am senseless.





















And yet as mean as harsh as I am,
I can't find myself in the picture.






















I am lost.

I lost myself, again.

















But this time, on my birthday, the day before my 21st,
I couldn't find myself back in place, again.









I guess I can never forget,
What I feel tonight.