過了今晚和今晚以後的別晚，妳就要離開，去一個有點遠的地方。
不是三個小時的機程，卻同樣有港灣的城市，一個有點像豆子城卻老是灰濛濛的地方。
到那裡妳就可以放心地騎腳踏車不怕異樣眼光，
可以穿著 diesel 和 sixty 的大衣一樣背著 biker messenger bag，
路上到處是六呎的男人和女人，
他們也許和我一樣覺得小小的妳可愛極了。
妳可不可以不要走，不去我摸不著的地方，
不要離開我們講過的，以後的同一間公寓雙人床。
也許一紙不太切實際的證書和更簡樸的戒指，
紅酒燉小牛膝和 chocolate moose，louise 的法國麵包和 chinatown 的潮州炒飯
我的 gianni barbato 還有妳的 earnest sewn。
dear t, i so wish to spend the rest of my youth with you,
there's only a little, uncertainess and rebelliousness,
but I do, i really do.
dear ms. light-weight, you are trashed again,
your eyes are not as dark as mine
but i can still feel it even though you have them closed.
I'm wasted too, that's why i could manage myself and actually say that I wish you wouldn't leave, ever, never.
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