Sometimes I’m cold like snow and I drown in my own rainstorm. I fall, scratch, and burn. I don’t mind if it means I can have you all to myself. Make me remember this night. Dance with me when my favourite song is on the radio. I’ll follow you through the neon signs if I have to. I can wear my polka dot dress and let my hair down. I can smile blissfully but only you can light up any room. Help me understand this society. Help me embrace our world.
Demons can fall out of the universe and start fires. My feet can break like glass but I’ll be right beside you till the end. Tell me life is more than this. I can’t imagine thunderstorms without rainbows or failures without success. Teach me a lullaby I can sing along to. Help me fall asleep in cluttered spaces.
Make me remember this night.
I feel terribly bad on how dreadful I am at expressing how I feel about such a beautiful island. I have all these thoughts in my head and when I attempt to express them -- they all turn to mush. I write in this blog basically for myself. I want to be able to have this available space for me and document my experiences, thoughts, and such. Nothing more, nothing less.
台灣雖美, 卻無人知. 於是我就開始寫部落格來分享我在台灣的美麗回憶. Scratch that, I am just writing for myself. I have so much to learn and I am excited for that.