asianmuffins

缺少了原来的自我
          	He missed him like he has missed the long winters, 
          	Perhaps like he misses him like he misses the sound of the rain,
          	Tapping after one another onto his roof, 
          	Or maybe like he misses the beautiful sunshine,
          	Shining through the glass of his door to the balcony.
          	But all he really misses most, 
          	Is his old self.

asianmuffins

缺少了原来的自我
          He missed him like he has missed the long winters, 
          Perhaps like he misses him like he misses the sound of the rain,
          Tapping after one another onto his roof, 
          Or maybe like he misses the beautiful sunshine,
          Shining through the glass of his door to the balcony.
          But all he really misses most, 
          Is his old self.