Little Big Sorrows

It’s your face I remember

When I am sad.

You know why?

Not because you comfort me,

But because you are where my sorrow lies.

Like a little pebble I had once thrown in a river.

It lay there on the river bed

and remained in my fist forever.

Sometimes I wonder should I dive to the bottom

And take my pebble back.

Sometimes I wonder should I look in your eyes

And take all my sorrows back.

 

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