小狐狸与小王子

披着兔皮的小狐狸
在寻找一个也许已经驯服它的小王子

小王子没有金黄色像玉米田的头发
他的头发像没有星光的黑夜

像另一个他的头发。

小狐狸真的不知道
这个王子是不是已经不自觉地驯服了它。

惑

好久好久都没有上来了
久没上来也好; 每次一上来都是为了扔掉情绪垃圾

考完试了
明天要回家

只是不知道为什么
兴奋的心情穿插着伤感

好久好久没这样了
真的搞不懂
要放弃一个从来没拥有过的东西
为什么总是那么难
心里爱的是一个
为什么脑海里边想的不只是他
而可悲的是我也搞不清
会想第二个他的原因是因为真的喜欢他
还是因为他不过又是某人的替身

也真的不明白
为什么自己就是对这件事耿耿于怀

我搞不懂
真的不懂

Blab

I guessed that somehow you'd tamed me just a wee bit.
Like how the little prince tamed his little fox.

Will I run the risk of crying a little when you're gone?
I hope not.

Self-anatomy.

It's not like I really care;
heavens, everyone knows who I really care for.

But I cannot explain how this crush came to be.
I cannot explain how it grew into infatuation.
I cannot explain it grew into fire;
a flame which I know very well will only burn my fingers in the end.
I cannot explain why I am still reaching out to touch this little wick of unwanted pain.
I cannot explain why pain look so tempting.
I cannot explain why though my heart tugs at my every little move
I only seem to move closer and closer to my little fire.

I cannot explain why my heart starts to fear that I will be consumed by this little fire.
I cannot explain why I instinctly drew my hand back;
though my heart is slower to react.

I cannot explain why it's hard to give up.
I cannot explain why it's so hard to give up something I have never owned before.
I cannot explain why my heart is hesitating to let go
of something that seems impossible.

I cannot explain myself.
And I hate what I cannot explain.