a piece of our story
still neatly arranged
shabby paper tub with no light colors
clumped trampled feet
stranded corner of room
unacceptable ....
our story...
our togetherness...
live shadow
my pain muffles longing for you
my pain keeps the word dear dear
gnashing teeth holding back the taste
taste of all flavors
weak I drooped helplessly
looking up the tear
I can not stand it....
really could not
to convey this feeling
sense of mingle with hope
I hope it's empty now
Who are you waiting for ..
never touched the body
only sua sentence stroke ..
I gripped love, my love is not the price