You are not lonely. You are just in the memory.

You are not lonely.

You are just in the memory.

Memory is just like loneliness.

You always forget it, but it is still in your mind.

Memories haunt in the night, the endless highway, or when you are sad.

When you feel lonely, you miss some people or something, and then memory comes.

Memory is just like the food in the freezer.

Sometimes you forget it or you don’t want to talk about it.

When you need it, you take it from your freezer and thaw it.

You try to taste it, and you try to own it again.

Everything you want to remember is your memory.

Every little thing could be your memory, a song, a letter, a picture, or a person.

Some people you loved are the memory.

Some people who loved you are also the memory.

Some things you can’t leave behind are the memory.

Some things you collected are the memory.

Seven years old, the drawer is the memory.

Seventeen, that girl is the memory.

Twenty-seven, you say you don’t need memory.

Thirty-seven, you say you miss your twenty-seven.

Maybe you have already forgotten everything that happened before, 

but memory recorded all of them for you.

Thanks, Memory…

你不是寂寞

你只是在回憶當中

回憶就像寂寞一樣

你總是忘了它 可是卻時常在你心中

回憶出沒在夜裡 無盡的公路 或者傷心難過時

當你感到寂寞你開始想念一些人或事然後回憶湧上

回憶就像在冷凍庫的食物一樣

有時你忘了它 你不想談論它

當你需要它時 你把它從冷凍庫中拿出拿解凍

你嘗試著去品嘗它並再一次的擁有它

任何你想記住的東西都是回憶

任何小事都是你的回憶 一首歌 一封信 一張相片或者是一個人

你愛過的人是回憶

愛過你的人也是回憶

無法忘懷的事是回憶

收藏的東西是回憶

七歲時 家中的抽屜是回憶

十七歲時 那個女孩是回憶

二十七歲時 你說你不需要回憶

三十七歲時 你開始想念你的二十七歲

也許你早已經忘記所發生的一切 但是回憶幫你記住了

謝謝你 我的回憶