Saturday 22 March 2014

trudging through everyday-

5.5 months and counting.

waking up to battle my mood and emotions everyday is an uphill task. sometimes it seems trying to keep myself busy is starting to lose its effect.


ich vermisse dich...

想对你说的话-

歌词完全描述了我的心声
真希望你能听到...

Thursday 20 March 2014

maybe this was something i really had to learn-

"...contentment comes from unconditional love.

When you love conditionally, you have to keep deciding if the other is worthy of your love. You can never let go of your guard enough to be content. Why not decide once and for all, and love once and for all. And be content."


if only...

Wednesday 19 March 2014

我从来都不想自由-

拥抱爱 想被你疼爱
这专属的浪漫
没想过要离开   习惯有你的陪伴

怎么到最后   两个人不合拍
话题只剩无奈
关系变不自然
越来越礼貌对待

当我们不再为爱歌颂   挥霍说好的梦
曾依赖的手   已不再温柔   我还能要什么

我从来都不想自由
一个人过的简单
也许轻松   却还是寂寞
多希望再被爱感动
幸福都只剩空白
未来画面多精彩   不值得期待

还是好朋友   都只是藉口
安慰的话别说
不如保持沉默   离开了都别回头

当我们不再为爱歌颂   挥霍说好的梦
曾依赖的手   已不再温柔   我还能要什么

我从来都不想自由
一个人过的简单
也许轻松   却还是寂寞
多希望再被爱感动
幸福都只剩空白
未来画面多精彩   不值得期待

是谁爱的太用力   忘了当初多珍惜
失去后才懂得   勇敢的资格   多让人不舍

我从来都不想自由
一个人过的简单
也许轻松   却还是寂寞
多希望再被爱感动
幸福都只剩空白
未来画面多精彩   不值得期待

Tuesday 18 March 2014

要你知道在我的心里面-

习惯在每一天 比你醒来早一点 轻轻吻着你熟睡的脸
让你张开双眼就能看见 我温柔的笑靥

喜欢在你耳边 说话声音小一点 慢慢贴近你温热的脸
让你可以靠在我的胸前 就好像拥抱整个世界

对你的爱永远多一点 就算用尽一生的时间
你会感觉到我就在你身边 不论有多远

对你的爱永远多一点 就算用完仅有的缘份
也要你知道在我的心里面 我好想再爱你一遍

Friday 7 March 2014

bits and pieces-

it starts today.
little by little, bit by bit.
sometime, somehow.

on another note, I've been having this radical idea floating in my head. not the best idea, but worth considering I guess.

Monday 3 March 2014

想你的夜-

你知道吗?
没有你的日子我有多想你

分手那天
我看着你走远
所有承诺化成了句点
独自守在空荡的房间
爱与痛在我心里纠缠
我们的爱走到了今天
是不是我太自私了一点
如果爱可以重来
我会为你放弃一切

想你的夜
多希望你能在我身边
不知道你心里还能否为我改变
想你的夜
求你让我再爱你一遍
让爱再回到原点

回来吧   我等你

Saturday 1 March 2014

couldn't be happier-

If only I could say the same about myself as well, but it's not true for me. It's just so difficult to get on with my day-to-day matters without struggling a bit each day.

Resisting the urge to talk to you a bit every short while is a difficult task I set for myself. Call it neediness or idiocy if you must, I just can't bring myself to be nonchalant about everything.


Neun. Zwölf. Vier. Immer.