Uncle 西
Uncle 西

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Uncle West Creation|At that time, there was me and you

There's an emotional worm hiding in my heart,

until I leave you,

leave your life,

It gradually emerged from the left atrial gap.


At first, it was just a stuffy chest.

Avoid heart palpitations from drinking too much coffee,

Or the last blood donation was too much,

I can't think of anything else that could make me so uneasy,

It's as if something hasn't been done.


On the third day,

72 hours of the walking dead,

without you,

You who didn't yell, "Go, let's go to class" in the morning,

You didn't rush to work in a sleepy afternoon,

Not to mention you who are still three centimeters apart in the back seat.


Recently,

I seem to be like a traveler who leaves Taiwan for adventure around the world with a ticket in hand,

While exploring and adapting to the new environment,

On the other hand, let the thoughts tightly bind his heart.


But it's just a dream, the cheeks are aching slowly,

In reality, I'm still where I am,

While getting used to the space without you,

While switching in the time of losing you.


If I said at that time,

Said words that may destroy friendship but have a glimmer of hope to make love,

Is it right now that I don't have to take it for granted in my habit,

Hesitating and struggling in the transition,

Is it possible to prevent emotional bugs from losing nutrients?

Angrily rushed out to find the energy of love that has been supplied for a long time.


love lasts,

It is accumulated bit by bit,

It's as natural as you are by your side, as if it really gave birth to maturity.


Self-pity and self-pity time can't start all over again,

I wish those words that were once accustomed to emerge around me,

I hope to keep the distance of three centimeters, as long as it is quiet.


Thinking about it is just torture,

Delete the fragments in your brain,

Remove is still dreaming.


I have long since let go,

The love bug will hibernate in the left atrium,

Waiting for the next person enough to wake it up,

but me,

wait for sweet words,

Waiting for zero distance heart to heart,

Wait for someone to say to me, "Hey, I like you!".

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