分开之后

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                                                            《分开之后》
 

                                                                           我把心事
                                                                           写在月光里
                                                                           倾泄一地的银辉
                                                                          那是孤独的心语

                                                                          落叶、两个人观赏
                                                                         是浪漫诗意
                                                                         一个人看
                                                                         是充满寂寞的纹路

                                                                         带着蒸汽的玻璃上
                                                                         写上、我很好
                                                                         眼中的水晶
                                                                         正在滚烫的舞蹈

                                                                          分开之后的疼痛
                                                                          撕裂成、一条深深的沟壑
                                                                          心泪如雨
                                                                          汩汩地向它流去


                                                           《不曾改变》


                                                                        一直很相信
                                                                        相信时间
                                                                        足够能模糊一个人的样子
                                                                        哪怕是深切的爱过

                                                                       而记忆中的手
                                                                       总是翻开
                                                                       流年抽屉里
                                                                       那本焕黄的相薄

                                                                       时间除了
                                                                       让我学会
                                                                       如何伪装与躲避
                                                                       它丝毫不曾改变
                                                                       一颗思念的心
                                          
                                                                   倾城

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