Saturday, March 27, 2004
身后传来的声音，又是谈论我和她之间的事情
只是对她付多一点关心
只是有心事就说给她听
并不代表对他动了真感情
究竟是什么原因，没人相信我们存在的是友情
再也不想费尽唇舌说明
再也不愿一次次澄清
难道真的没人了解我的心
He once sent me this, but I had barely glanced at it then deleted it. I found it (thankfully) in my recycle bin the other day and read it in completeness for the first time. I didn't know he had written about us, about our platonic friendship that had always been the subject of rampant teasing (intentionally publicly misunderstood or otherwise)... I'm sorry I had never paid enough attention to him when he spoke and now I cannot remember all that he had told me, all his inner thoughts.
只是对她付多一点关心
只是有心事就说给她听
并不代表对他动了真感情
究竟是什么原因，没人相信我们存在的是友情
再也不想费尽唇舌说明
再也不愿一次次澄清
难道真的没人了解我的心
He once sent me this, but I had barely glanced at it then deleted it. I found it (thankfully) in my recycle bin the other day and read it in completeness for the first time. I didn't know he had written about us, about our platonic friendship that had always been the subject of rampant teasing (intentionally publicly misunderstood or otherwise)... I'm sorry I had never paid enough attention to him when he spoke and now I cannot remember all that he had told me, all his inner thoughts.
