The courage of saying it to you
Lies in the chances of meeting you and me, myself-
The little chipmunk in this crazy world.
Those who dare to say love is not worthy of trust.
Because it is hard to express
The feeling of loving you.
The nautilus is shy and quiet
When it senses the presence of you.
But you, outside the shell,
Cannot understand the struggles it has.
It is not like yelling out
From the peak of the mountain to the other.
But like murmuring to the mirror,
Rehearsing the lines over and over again.
I must have rehearsed the lines
So that I would not have been so dumb
As the broken recorder repeating "a-aa-a."
The courage is not as important as I think (it to be.)
Maybe you will know it someday.
Until then, you will see
Why it is not important to say it out.
Love is love when our hearts are as one.
Until then, you will understand
I love you is when I love you.
Aging
I could hardly open my eyes in the morning.
As the reflection in the mirror appeared the image-
My hair was long, and thick, but grey.
I did not only grow old, but much older.
As he closes his eyes tonight,
Wrincles troble him gradually-
Two and three and four and five.
Strengthless as he will be tomorrow.
She closed her eyelids and started to pant.
We were all very nervous, but how?
We put great efforts is saving her life.
She went to heaven the next day.
At 6:04pm, we got the phone call,
Hurrying to the hospital as soon as possible.
I did not like the so-called life-
Birth, aging, getting much older, and death.