Stay close to me
“Stay here with me”
I wrote that down with pencil, just so I could erase them.
Erase,
Erase,
Erase.
Just so I could re-write them: “Stay away from me”.
But the memories are still there, in my head.
Standing under the bright green
Leaves.
At this raining night.
Yet, another winter walked by,
Without taking them away from me.
(2013)
Lit a cigarette, I was sitting outside of my apartment.
Seattle, a city that's almost too big for me.
People often ask me:"Why don't you think Seattle feels like home?"
I will always answer them:"Because people are too busy here."
But I don't miss things back home, you know?
I love my parents, I love them and miss them so much that you could actually get use to it.
Looking at other people, thinking about your own things.
