I had to watch the 27 Aug Music Station.
I had to be reminded of it one hour before my day.
I had to see this
And get reminded of
and
Just one hour before my day.
I've ordered a pile of memorial books charting his life in showbiz and his achievements, ups and downs. But they have been sitting there, because I dare not open up the package. It's just something I don't want to touch, for now. But I feel jealous at times for living so normally. It's like, he was such a big part of my life. I had professed to like him, admire him so much. I had felt my heart crushed when I found out. But now, less than a year later, I'm continuing to fangirl over others, laugh happily at entertainment, watch and squeal at dramas... Like...nothing ever happened. It's not just that. I've lost a childhood playmate a few years back. Though we had grown distant since me entering secondary school, the news hit me. I remember crying for the following few days, even in school. But now, it's like nothing ever happened. Why do people forget? I tend to look at the positive side of things. But here I can't. Forgetting the pain of losing is an amazing ability. But it's also sad that we forget the emotions we hold for people once so dear. They fade into our memories, only to be thought of once in a long while.
Anyway,
here's the said performance from Yuzu, great as always.
There're only very few K8 songs that I like. This.....could be another one. I don't really like this kind of voice, but...somehow after listening a while, it gets to you. Raw, countryside-ish, simple. Plus, the lyrics are very encouraging. Very. But I'm lazy to do anymore translations so I won't do it for the lyrics. =)
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