Something that we cannot forget.
Something that always in our mind.
Something that stay in your heart.
No matter how it changes.
It 's just still the same.
One day when all those memory becomes ashes.
All you have is ashes.
Would you cherish them just the same as before?
are those ashes mean something to you?
Will you just simply walk away or......
You will collect the ashes,
and put them in your heart?
看了你以前的画，我也很想念那些日子。你画得一直好。
言语对你，对我，也比画画单薄，难表达，充满伪装和掩饰。但你能言善辩的程度一直风头无两。诚然，很多感受，想法，思绪...言语实在不足表达。
还记得曾经有天我在你床边说过的话，一个你可能也忘记的梦，那间在你家附近的蓝色coffee shop.很多年少时的生活片断，在半岛的早晨，18岁我跑去你家，等你跟我说句生日快乐，在vag播很爱恨爱你一直到天亮...
每一个挽手同行的日子.
ps 才发现tim是天秤座。记得你生日，但总没有想起你的星座，天秤座...
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