May 31 2005
旅 Journey
Morning
You missed the bus
You ran to the next stop
I just through you’ll miss it
But…you’re suddenly here
You’ve changed your habit
Not sitting in the frontest or the seat near to the staircase
You saw me, and seat near me
Does it mean anything? Strange…
Evening
After the dream,
Memories called back again…
I forgot when was the last time I saw you
I just remember one night
I go to your place
And the adventure that night….
I think you’ve forgot that already…
