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Back To December--Taylor Swift


I'm so glad you made time to see me
How's life? Tell me, how's your family?
I haven't seen them in a while

You've been good, busier than ever
We small talk, work and the weather
Your guard is up, and I know why

Because the last time you saw me
Is still burned in the back of your mind
You gave me roses, and I left them there to die

So this is me swallowing my pride
Standing in front of you, saying I'm sorry for that night
And I go back to December all the time

It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine
I go back to December, turn around and make it alright
I go back to December all the time

These days, I haven't been sleeping
Staying up, playing back myself leaving
When your birthday passed, and I didn't call

Then I think about summer, all the beautiful times
I watched you laughing from the passenger side
And realized I loved you in the fall

And then the cold came, the dark days
When fear crept into my mind
You gave me all your love, and all I gave you was goodbye
So this is me swallowing my pride
Standing in front of you, saying I'm sorry for that night
And I go back to December all the time

It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine
I go back to December, turn around and change my own mind
I go back to December all the time

I miss your tan skin, your sweet smile
So good to me, so right
And how you held me in your arms that September night
The first time you ever saw me cry

Maybe this is wishful thinking
Probably mindless dreaming
But if we loved again, I swear I'd love you right

I'd go back in time and change it, but I can't
So if the chain is on your door, I understand

This is me swallowing my pride
Standing in front of you, saying I'm sorry for that night
And I go back to December

It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine
I go back to December, turn around and make it alright
I go back to December, turn around and change my own mind
I go back to December all the time, all the time

逃亡

思绪
正在
逃亡
我
追不上

心
动摇
不安
害怕
无助
想逃

说不出的
难受
开不了口的
理由
就此
无言

消失
离开
不见
行尸走肉
逃避

捂住
耳朵
闭紧
双眼
然后
沉睡

烦恼
无人诉
关上
房门
哭泣

偶尔
只想
静静地
默默地
重播
回忆

逞强
太辛苦
伪装
太疲累
微笑
何时
变成
面具
？

积累
悲伤
等待
爆发
然后
一走了之

当一切
结束
我会
整理
情绪的
包袱
逃亡

在一个
平静
的地方
卸下包袱
抛弃面具
回到
原点

到那时
我会
背上
猎枪
狩猎
幸福

想要逃亡到天涯海角...



电影·假期

突然想自己一个人看电影，
于是就这么做了。
弟弟和我的一群好姐妹们去吉隆坡玩了，
而两天的时光就这么悄无声息的过去了。

功夫熊猫，三维立体效果，
我睁大眼睛看，
深怕错过了珍贵的画面，
孤单却不寂寞。

不让自己压抑。
芸总说我很冷感，
看笑话时都不笑的，很扫兴。
我一直都知道，却不想改，也无需改。

买戏票的时候，
柜台小姐问一张票吗？
我迟疑了一秒，答是的。
一个人的电影。

坐我隔壁的是一对情侣，
下方是一对母女，
而我，只有我，
享受着单独的滋味。

我想我真的是很独立的一个人，
的的确确不是很喜欢群体的感觉。
不是排斥与朋友出游，
只是更喜欢单独地听歌，写作。

这个假期我想是休息够了，
放松的日子短暂就好，
不然只会让人更难以抽身，
从这虚假的幻像里。

睡眠好不容易足够，
八到九小时，自然醒，
没有闹钟，赶van车，
早晨变得亲切可爱。

我终于能够停下脚步，
阅读小说。
《红色金字塔》，《最后一个故事》，
《你没说再见》，
还有今天在大众书局看到一半的《开水冰》。

在书局里，
我其实不知要看什么书。
就拿了看起来最薄的《开水冰》来读，
打发电影前的两小时。

看完电影，接到爸爸的来电，
看完了吗？要来接你了吗？
父亲总是那么温柔的关心着我。
结束了，可以来接我了。

走出大门，
空气中有我最想念的味道，
我微笑，
要下雨了，呵！