Singer-songwriter Waa Wei is a woman of many talents. She recently posted a short story on her Facebook page, and it was so interesting that I felt I should share it with you guys! Artists such as Waa show us that Artists are not just objects, but truly Artists in the true sense of meaning. They are not entertainment figures for us to mock by following their exploits as published by the latest Gossip magazines or newspapers, but are people who make meaning from all types of media; be it music, text or visual. But I digress. Hope you guys enjoy reading Waa's story too, and hopefully we can see more storytimes coming up in the future too! Original text: 她睜開眼睛的那刻,眼角沒有淚水,卻下意識地試圖想要擦掉剛才在夢裡哭過的臉,可能是因為當時分開得突然,後遺症的驚嚇過度就是只能在充滿淺意識的夢裡得到慰藉,一切都得自己找答案,其實哪來的答案,說穿了只是自己騙自己的假設。 你住的公寓多了一個房間,多了一個大陽台還多了一個女孩,我熟悉的走進廁所,想檢查我的牙刷是否還在,撲鼻而來的洗髮精香味已經證明她的地位,我低著頭假裝沒事想離開,但她為何帶著好奇的笑意看著我?你側身背對著我,在我走出去之前我還是回頭抱了你,還親吻了你的手臂。 希望別再夢見你了,醒來只有不捨的遺憾。希望還能再夢見你,渴望我們很好的抱著。 「別說,別說,別說,只要擁抱我,擁抱我,擁抱我....」 不確定你是不是也在我想念你的時候也想念著我,但確定的是有人能陪伴你,這樣你就不怕寂寞了。 Translation: In that moment, she opened her eyes. The corners of them were not filled with tears, but hinted at a desire to wipe away the tears streaming down her face in the dream. It could be because their separation was premature; the shock of realisation could only be expressed and comforted in the work of dreams. Everything requires you to find the answer, actually whatever the answer may be, after revealing the truth it all just turns out to be a facade that you've tricked yourself into believing. The apartment you live in suddenly has another room, another big balcony and also another girl. I walk into the toilet with a sense of familiarity, wanting to examine whether my teeth are still there; the scent of her shampoo assaisl my nostrils and evidences her place here. Head drooped, I pretended nothing had happened and made to leave, but why did she smile at me curiously while staring at me? Your back to me; before I left I still turned back to hug you, and even kissed your arms. I hope to never dream of you again, when I wake all I'm left with is regret I can't bear. I hope to still be able to dream of you, fervently wishing we are still well in our embrace. "Don't say, Don't Say, Don't Say, As long as you're holding me, holding me, holding me..." Unsure as to whether you are also thinking of me when I'm thinking of you, But what is for certain is that with someone by your side accompanying you, you won't be afraid of loneliness anymore.
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