后悔。
奇怪,以往总是第一时间冲出口的那个愿望却在那一刻哽咽在喉。结果被人捷足先登,说了出来。我失去了impress任何人的机会,却被他人impress。
最近回想起来,我怕是爱上了某人的那一句愿望,爱上了某人描述这个愿望时的语气,在记忆中如纱般滑过肌肤的柔。
可谁又能时刻记起...
Friday, 9 October 2009
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an always present I is constituted only by the confrontation with an always absent you.
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