摘自西元2009年某天，某飛航模式下，小情書自創，寫作在機上嘔吐袋＿

 

我在雲的上方，仰望著美麗的藍空

我是如此渺小，渺小到我對你的思念也是如此不堪一擊，

人們不斷與所愛的分離，然後返回那些可有可無的無奈

 

我到現在才發現，原來眼淚是沒有重量的，

他總卡在我的失望和離別之中，

而當它落下的那一瞬間，感覺自己只剩下軀殼

是不是因為我的靈魂正飛到你的身邊？

 

我在雲的上方，仰望著藍天，

向離開你那一無所有的軀殼說再見，

而靈魂卻往你的方向找尋著你，

 

但是當眼淚乾的瞬間，我又回到那一無所有的自己，

說服自己要堅強，但堅強其實很虛偽！！！

 

（這段當時被我狠狠劃了刪除線）我又回到那個




 

wrote this down on a piece of airsick bag,

somewhere in between sky & earth,

back in a day of 2009—Airplane Mode*
 

 

i'm now above the clouds, looking upon this overwhelming blue skies,

just a micro, mini version of me, so micro that even my longing for you is defenseless,

people keep tearing apart with loved ones, and circling back to those dispensable helplessness

 

i've now figured out—tears are weightless.

they linger, suspended between my despair & separation,

the moment when teardrops falling down, i feel like only the shell remains,

couldn't it be because my soul is reaching toward where you at,

 

i'm now above the clouds, gazing up at the blue skies,

saying goodbye to that none-to-lose shell that is drifting farther from you,

while this soul is turning toward your side,

 

yet, the moment when tears dry on, i return once again to that hollow, none-to-lose self,

convincing myself to stay strong, strength itself feels so deceptive！！！

 

i'm back to that... again... (I had deleted this phrase when I was writing.)

₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ情人節美滿♡♡ Happy Valentine's Day˚₊✩‧₊