I thought
I've hidden you
hidden in
So deep, so cold
The bottom of my heart
I thought
As long as you never mention it
Just let the days continue to pass
You will finally
will finally become one
ancient secret
But
sleepless night
still too long
And
premature gray hair
Revealed my sadness again
The morning mirror is full of worries, but the clouds on the temples have changed. I sing at night and feel the moonlight is cold.
——Is this a reflection of my life?