On your way home, when it starts to feel so far Then (then) then (then) When you want to talk but there’s no one to listen Then then then On nights you fall asleep while tossing and turning in loneliness When you’re so thirsty that your throat burns
Note: “hobbang” is a hot bun filled with sweet red bean paste usually enjoyed in the winter. Like a white snowball The round hobbang is melting my heart I take off the wrapper like taking off the cold Hu hu hu I blow on it Take a bite of hobbang in this cold winter With […]
Since I was young, a secret seed was planted in my heart It’s growing little by little, a thick loneliness Days I couldn’t handle by myself, days when no one could help me Days stained with tears, the name I long for
Tomorrow is Saturday, the weekend I’ve been waiting for In the photo on my desk, you’re smiling girl I wonder where you are, what you’re doing, who you’re meeting (you’re still a bad girl) Are you like this too? Probably not (of course) I keep imagining things by myself I hold it in, hold it […]
Note: An eschatologist is a person who studies the end of the world or humanity. I hate A4 I really hate school I won’t have to put on a necktie again I like Maya I’ll rip up the calendars Tonight is the last night, throw it all away (turn it up) Tonight is the last […]