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Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Emo. This 18th time.
阴天。
闻到的气息是一股浓浓的香烛味
在加上饭菜香。
每年的今天都是一个期待，
我也不知道为什么。
可能从幼时就已经拥有这份莫名的期待。
可是今年我却开始怀念往年的气氛。
有些人，事，物是从小在我的身旁。
早已习惯， 可算是习惯成自然。
早已习惯有些人开的玩笑与取笑。
早已习惯有些事的安排。
安排的开始，过程与结束。
虽然很累，但这都是一种享受。
早已习惯有些事物的存在。
社会与人不断地在改变，
一直在瞬息万变，
有些事物也慢慢的被遗忘。
为什么我会有这么多感触
是因为看到了一些在小时候曾有过的回忆。
虽然已经长大了，
但有些回忆是无法磨灭。
这是第十八次，也是最后一次。
Saw dis on a website:
"Someone ever tell me that love is like a maze.
Once you are in it, it’s very hard to come out.
When the two of you are in love, you walk through the maze together.
You will encounter difficulties that block your advancement.
You count on each other’s support.
All will be well because loving her means much more to you than anything else.
Then one day, one of you decided that life is probably better to walk alone. The two of you parted ways and seek other hands to hold.
You continue to walk through the paths that once lay previously by the two of you.
You begin to feel trap in this maze.
No one is there for you anymore.
I believe most of us would experience once in our lifetime.
A time when we felt all alone deep down in our hearts.
A time when even our closest friends don’t even understands us.
As times goes by, you’ve learned that trusting someone is a serious bet which you must bare the loss if one day the odds are against you. You tried to walk the road once again.
This time, you tried to hold others hands. Making people believe in you and trust you may not seems as easy as you think.
The responsibility of not letting go is much tougher than just holding onto one’s hand.
Finally a hand reached out to hold you in darkness.
You are now holding another person’s hand as you continue venturing the unknown.
Truth is... you’ve never walked out of the maze.
Because once you step into the maze of love, there’s not coming out."
wad u guys think? haha. =)
posted @ 7:07 PM