Pei-Yu Hung – The First Grey
That year, the first white hair grew
Collect it carefully and hide it somewhere no one knows
I once had my own small museum
Store the fragments that only you care about
Clean the room once in a while
Remembering with allergy
That day, I learned to say goodbye to the one I love
Crying is a bit unfamiliar and I can’t find an expression to use to face it
But sometimes I forget that it’s not a dream
Maybe I never intended to accept it
Time will not stop because of this
No one is willing to tell the truth
I used to be afraid of forgetting and piecing myself together
Until part of that treasured time has been given away, waiting for tomorrow to take over
I don’t care how much I think about it, even the people I love
No one is responsible for time
Get used to emptying your heart and pretending to be complete
I always thought that when my diary is full, I will grow up
No matter how many memos you make, memories will leave you alone.
After several hectic escapes
The wounds that were hastily bandaged are still showing their teeth and claws.
Keep the souvenirs you can’t bear to part with
stay in the home you left
I used to be afraid of forgetting and piecing myself together
Until part of that treasured time has been given away, waiting for tomorrow to take over
I don’t care how much I think about it, even the people I love
No one is responsible for time
Get used to emptying your heart and pretending to be complete
I used to be afraid of forgetting and piecing myself together
Until part of that treasured time has been given away, waiting for tomorrow to take over
I don’t think I even care anymore. Just treat me as someone I’ve never loved.
No need to be responsible for loss
Be cruel and empty out your heart so that you can be whole
