For Forever - by 炸炸（下）(7)
他低沉而极具魅力的声音钻进耳朵里，甜甜腻腻的，又真诚又温柔。
“我想以后，不管五年、十年、二十年、三十年……都陪你过。”
我愣了愣。
我也想。
但我没有说出口。
我害怕承诺，害怕承诺后的失落。
他没有再说话，静悄悄的抱着我，像在等待我的答复一样。
记忆像片段画面一样哗地刷过去，又急又快，模糊而清晰。
他一遍一遍的誓言萦绕不绝于耳，如梦如幻，真挚而注满耐心。
What can I hold you with?
Nights have a habit of mysterious gifts and refusals, of things half given away, half withheld, of joys with a dark hemisphere.
Nights act that way, I tell you.
The big wave brought you.
Words, any words, your laughter; and you so lazily and incessantly beautiful.
The shattering dawn finds me in a deserted street of my city.
I offer you, I wish I could, my everything,
Me myself,
My forever.
I do,
wishing to bribe you with something of my precious and deepest possession,
“我想以后，不管五年、十年、二十年、三十年……都陪你过。”
我愣了愣。
我也想。
但我没有说出口。
我害怕承诺，害怕承诺后的失落。
他没有再说话，静悄悄的抱着我，像在等待我的答复一样。
记忆像片段画面一样哗地刷过去，又急又快，模糊而清晰。
他一遍一遍的誓言萦绕不绝于耳，如梦如幻，真挚而注满耐心。
What can I hold you with?
Nights have a habit of mysterious gifts and refusals, of things half given away, half withheld, of joys with a dark hemisphere.
Nights act that way, I tell you.
The big wave brought you.
Words, any words, your laughter; and you so lazily and incessantly beautiful.
The shattering dawn finds me in a deserted street of my city.
I offer you, I wish I could, my everything,
Me myself,
My forever.
I do,
wishing to bribe you with something of my precious and deepest possession,
贱炸LOFTER
