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* 病中吟

>>>Monday, February 28, 2005

作病。喉嚨灼痛，鼻水不由自主，聲音漸見沙啞。不敢造次，放棄每日三四杯的咖啡奶茶，改飲熱騰騰的白開水，藉以減低積習的熱氣。天氣寒冷，心境平靜。窗外沒有陽光，未來泛一片霧。細雨紛飛，煙雨淒迷，如此陰寒的一個早春，身體還養不好，怎樣有氣力談情，如何愛下去。白說白不說，今晚卻繼續食七，看電影。如此生活，我已經不敢說不快。千嬅唱﹕原來過得很快樂，只我一人未發覺。如能忘掉渴望，歲月長，衣裳薄──難道我應該責怪自己為甚麼只是個凡人？難道我應該怨懟為甚麼總飾演被背離的一角？明明相愛，明明都是有知識有教養的人，怎麼都像嗜血的獸，只留殺戮與傷害？多麼蒼涼，我不過愛上了一個天使。

:: posted by my lock, 11:32 AM