Vincent

Now I understand what you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now.

For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left inside
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you, Vincent
This world was never meant 
For one as beautiful as you.

What Is Love

“你觉得爱情是什么？”










“舒适且不尴尬的沉默。”

这样喜欢你

我们喜欢说我喜欢你， 就好象我一定会喜欢你一样，
就好象说我来到这个世上就是为了爱你一样。
就好象我无论牵挂谁，思念都将落在你身上一样。

一个人的旅行

一个人塔塔走走
喜欢停就停 喜欢走就走

停停走走 在一个陌生的国度 做个陌生的路人

自己拿着相机左照右照
累了就坐下来

点杯法式咖啡 写张明信片
把明信片放在椅子上
或许会被路过的画家捡到
或许会被扔掉
或许会被咖啡店老板镶上来
或许有人会把它收起来 然后再永远的收藏

一个人的旅行 没有约束没有束缚
是孤单 可能也害怕