Wishful thinking.

I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till I drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.

— Jack Kerouac

如果能把一切忘记, 我宁愿忘记.
而如果忘记会把我带回以前的黑暗,
我宁愿活在他给的伤害,
也不想伤害你们任何一个人.

为什么你总是要等到来不及的时候才肯对我坦诚?
朋友恋人, 就差那么一条线
无奈的我, 只好继续的迷路下去.

最心痛是爱得太迟
有些心意, 不可等某个日子
最可怕是爱得太迟
只差一秒, 心声都已变历史