The way you say sorry in my language makes me smile :')
Monday, October 10, 2011
Thursday, October 6, 2011
哭泣的夜晚
那一夜把脸埋在你的怀里大哭
你连帽衫的质感
你环绕我腰的手
你轻拍我背脊的另一只手
我满脸炽热的眼泪
我哭湿的发梢
我由弱渐强,再由强渐弱的哭泣声
我们交缠的四条腿
我们紧紧贴着且疲惫的身躯
我们伤痕累累的灵魂
我都深深地记得
然后
再忆起的时候再哭一场
你连帽衫的质感
你环绕我腰的手
你轻拍我背脊的另一只手
我满脸炽热的眼泪
我哭湿的发梢
我由弱渐强,再由强渐弱的哭泣声
我们交缠的四条腿
我们紧紧贴着且疲惫的身躯
我们伤痕累累的灵魂
我都深深地记得
然后
再忆起的时候再哭一场
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Sugar Plum Fairy
Today's weather was gloomy and miserable. I didn't know what I was doing. I woke up in the morning and felt silly. I just wanted to leave that place immediately 'cause i felt so embarrassed.
Fortunately, i got to hold little Stela in my arms. She was a bit naughty - She wouldn't sleep after breast feeding. She kept punching and kicking the air with her little arms and legs. Her mum needed to concentrate on her assignment and didn't know what to do to stop her crying. So, i got little Stela out of her baby swinging bed and let her lean over my scarf on my chest.
She was quite irritable like a unhappy rabbit at first. I shook and patted her in my arms, singing some random melodies that I could possibly think of. She finally closed her eyes and slipped into her dreams.
I hold Stela for a bit longer. She was so adorable, like an angel. I felt really good while holding her, though I was still revolved in grief stage. I didn't know how long would the grief stage be but, at least when I was holding her, my pituitary gland processed a wee bit more endorphin.
Thank you, Stela. You're a sugar plum fairy. You will be a good girl when you grow up.
Fortunately, i got to hold little Stela in my arms. She was a bit naughty - She wouldn't sleep after breast feeding. She kept punching and kicking the air with her little arms and legs. Her mum needed to concentrate on her assignment and didn't know what to do to stop her crying. So, i got little Stela out of her baby swinging bed and let her lean over my scarf on my chest.
She was quite irritable like a unhappy rabbit at first. I shook and patted her in my arms, singing some random melodies that I could possibly think of. She finally closed her eyes and slipped into her dreams.
I hold Stela for a bit longer. She was so adorable, like an angel. I felt really good while holding her, though I was still revolved in grief stage. I didn't know how long would the grief stage be but, at least when I was holding her, my pituitary gland processed a wee bit more endorphin.
Thank you, Stela. You're a sugar plum fairy. You will be a good girl when you grow up.
Saturday, October 1, 2011
To Big C
I wanted to say 'I wish you didn't have OCD.'
Instead, I say 'You will get well soon.'
Of course you will, big C.
And I know you can achieve any accomplishment you want to achieve.
You can do anything you want to do.
You're just astonishing when you say 'I'm getting better.'
Like I have a real gooey/butter lies in my stomach feeling when I'm looking at you.
I give you all my healing power.
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