冬天代回来的回忆

刚刚读完了一位朋友的blog， 心里开始有点不安。 虽然，我从来没见过这个人，可能这一世也不会见到她 - 可是，读了她充满悲伤感情的字：我好像认识了她很久。我能感受到她曾经所遇过的痛苦， 也给我代回来了好多痛苦的回忆。

我知道你们都听过几百遍了 - 这么多年来，我受伤了好几次。 有些只不过是皮外伤；有些却狠狠地在我心上流了难忘的疤痕。可能这就是全心全意爱一个人的代价吧。

可能我没有缘分吧，遇上的女子都不会与我分享共同的感受和梦想。只有我打电话，等待电话响；只有我问候她，安慰她，鼓励她，照顾她。 不管是一个电话， 一封SMS，一句“你好吗？” - 只要让我知道你平安无事， 我就可以放心了。 永远被忽略而被推到黑暗的角落去： 这就是我爱情的诅咒。

我累了。我虽然身高体壮， 可是我只不过又是世界上某某的一个普通人 - 我的心依然是那么的弱， 依然的那么容易憔悴。 我也需要安全感，多么的坚强， 有时候也会摔倒。只有真心的爱可以给我无穷无尽的力量。 只要你能把心交给我，我什么都能给你。

冬天晚上的寒风把我桌上的咖啡给吹冷了， 可是， 还不如我心里那么地寒冷。

Memories Brought Back by the Winter

I just finish reading a friend's blog, suddenly my heart felt a lil' uneasy. Although I've never met this person in my life, maybe I won't even meet her in this lifetime - but after reading her emotionally loaded and sad words: I felt like I've known her for a long time. I can feel the pain that she went through, it also brought back alot of painful memories.

I know all of you have heard this a million times before - after so many years, I've suffered many heartbreaks. Some of them are nothing but a scratch on the skin; but some have seriously left a deep unforgetable scar in my heart. Maybe, this is the price to pay for loving someone with all your heart and soul.

Maybe fate is not on my side, all the girls I metdo not share the same feelings and dreams as me. It is always like this: only I do the calling, only I wait for the phone to ring; only I ask how she is, comfort her, encourage her, take care of her. It doesn't matter if it's just a simple phone call, an SMS, a word of "how are you?" - if you only let me know you're doing well, then at least I can rest easy. Always being mistaken and misunderstood hence being pushed towards the dark corner: this is the curse of my love life.

I'm tired. I might be big and strong physically, I'm but just an ordinary person in this world like everyone else - my heart is just as weak, just as easy to shatter. I too, need emotional security, no matter how strong I am, sometimes I still trip over and fall. Only true and sincere love can bring me endless strength to carry on. If you're willing to give me your heart, I'll give whatever it takes to exchange for it.

The wiinter night breeze has made my cup of coffee on the table cold, however, it's still not as cold as the inside of my heart.