Someone like you 。。。

  A week has passed. Again. Again it will. Again and again.

  Someone like you, a song signifying a failure in the past. A ship wreckage in the maelstrom of time. A fallen angel descending from the sun, its pride and glory, shattered pieces of armor, strong gust of  shame stirring in the atmosphere. The air was dry, its smell, true and condemning. Each and every breath, inhaling all the accuses, could  not deny them, accept them, neither.

  Every too close to the sun, striking heat flaming down every bit of ancient unbroken telepathic feather. Knowing the pain, feeling worthy, blindly feeling. Days after days, it bled dry. Like the great way of Khala, each and everyone were linked together through unknown patterns. There's a risky part in it. That, is the risky part of it.

  One for all, all for one.

  Thus,

  One broken, all broken.


From one point, shattered.

Hi, I'm Yves, nice to meet you.

The point where everything began.

是这样吗。。。？

人生中总会有许多遗憾，有的是别人给的，有的是自己拿来的。

短短的时间，不知道写不写得完，一点点的遗憾。

《突然好想你》，总是这样搅动着过去。


遗憾总是因为“本来可以不用这样的。。。”

“如果当时。。。”


与悔恨又有些许不同，遗憾不伴随着谴责，给自己的谴责。

也不积极地想改变过去。

只是。。。

静静的呼吸，

遗憾的叹息。


若说悔恨像钢铁的烙印，遗憾就像总是突然来袭的阵雨。

不会太久，没有预警。

来了就走，突然间又来了。


可以若无其事的过着不一样的日子，

看着不一样的日落，

但总在某个时刻，路过某个转弯，空气中某个味道，

不会知道的。

过去一幕幕的画面反射着，

在豆大的雨点中。


而每一次淋得全身湿透后，

拖着疲累的身体还是不停的在问着，

为什么那时候的我。。。

就这样。。。

了呢？