Saturday, December 10, 2005

A black sweater
The memories of two people
After the rain has passed
It is even harder to forget
Forget that I still love you

You don’t have to mind
The tears only just happened to be falling
I was already waiting at the bottom of the valley long ago

I know I cannot keep you from leaving anymore
And I know I must have a backbone
I am thankful to you
For letting me possess the beauty of autumn

Watching that white dragonfly
In the air it forgets to go forward
Can I still
Reweave
The memories that are pilling in my mind

Say I love you again
Perhaps the rain won’t stop
The black sweater
Where is it hidden?
Then just let the memories stop there forever

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