It's 16 out there but makes me feel like 6. Every winter, every damn cold night, I'm all alone trembling in my own bed.
I don't wanna get up, 'cuz getting up means starting up; I don't wanna stay in, 'cuz staying in the bed alone only gets colder.
3 years ago, the most tragic thing struck my family; I do miss those days that my family had. We used to stay up all night talking what's happening in school, what's happening at work; we used to make decent breakfast and enjoy "our" holiday morning; we used to get up early to watch baseball and boo the batter who bit up Tsao. But every thing changed. Tsao got hurt, and we're not able to do what w'all used to do ever, again. Since then, I have grown from an extra-virgin medical student into a half-matured intern. It's the bitterness that pushes me to grow, but I know, I know it so well, that it's the bitterness I don't need, i don't need it at all.
No winter can be any colder; No supper can be any bitterer.
Year after year, my heart may look so strong outside, but deep inside, it's so fragile. It's such a burden, and i need a certain help. I need someone that knows me so well, someone who i know so well that we could read each other's mind without a word. Who is the one; when is the time; where is the place that I'm seeking for.
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