小時候喜歡久久的看著鏡子里的自己，盯著自己的瞳孔，一直到鏡子里的臉變得陌生，到心底有個聲音一遍遍響起：我是誰？我到底是誰？
時間是最不知道怎樣來考量的東西。它的存在無聲無息，卻又在你意識到的時候給你迎頭一擊。爲什麽不知不覺過了這麼久，爲什麽一切都變了，爲什麽一切都不像以前那麼單純質樸，爲什麽連我自己也不懂自己
It's easy to have a crush on someone, but extremely difficult to love anyone for long. Isn't it a tragedy?
I was not like this. Even me myself cannot believe this is happening. I couldn't catch the feeling, like it is a breeze, a cloud, a black cat walking soundlessly. When it vanished, no sign was left to prove it'd ever been here before.
Happy V-day.
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