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>>>Thursday, June 23, 2005
this is a matter of choice.
either/or
it depends on myself.
up to this moment, all i want to say is
Sorry.
papa, even though i am so fragile, always leading a chaotic world. love is real.
sorry again.
i am always losing my temper.
cos you are not strangers.
you are my dear.
sorry. zillion sorry...
:: posted by my lock, 6:37 PM
這是一所綠色的房子。牆上鴨屎綠的油漆逐漸剝落,斑駁得像一個個流離失所的孤島。擁有房子,仍在漂流。是生活,是創作。其實我們都是房子。有時是門鎖,有時是鑰匙。幸而這裡盛載記憶,archive 作為刻度的提示。至於綠色,是我們叩門時的三長兩短。咯咯,這是一所綠色的房子。

