生活本就单调..

                                                       每天做着同样的事情..

                                                       哪怕是有了属于自己的爱..

                                                       只不过是从复的做着另外一件相同的事情..

                                                       忘记为什么来到车站..

                                                       随便上了一辆公交车..

                                                       坐在最后一排靠床的位置..

                                                       听着mp3里面不停的唱着不完整的旋律

                                                       很有感觉..

                                                       短暂的灵魂释放..

                                                       街上异常喧嚣..

                                                       也许也只是好久没有上街的原因..

                                                       我找了个休息的地方坐了下来..

                                                       观察着路人..

                                                       一张张疲惫却又假装幸福的脸..

                                                       也许他们是真的幸福..

                                                       只是我感觉不到..

                                                       天气似乎在配合我那让人讨厌的个性..

                                                       变得很冷很冷..

                                                       突然在想温暖是什么感觉..

                                                       想不起来..

                                                       似乎没有..

                                                       但却隐隐约约感觉到曾经有过..

                                                       或许是一天前..

                                                       或许是一月前..

                                                       或许是一年前..

                                                       或许是没有意识之前..

                                                       或许..只是在梦里..