My 30

The day of my 30.

I realize I've been an adult, at least should be, am wondering when did it happen and arguing how to make it stop.

I miss the days I had, and the days I couldn t have.

I miss the things I had, and the things I couldn t have.

I miss Mom,  miss you, every any of you, and I miss YOU.

I don t know what I have had and what I don t have.

I cried while taking shower but don t know what I was crying for.

I cry for many words I wish to say but not able to, and things I wish would be never happened but not able to.

I couldn t image that crying would become in the way of celebrating my Dirty Thirty which may be the last thing that I could think of, but feel good to have it.

I don t know what I could have and what I couldn t have in the coming future.

I just miss the things I couldn t have, even though I don t know what they are.

I just know I lost the things I never have, even though I don t know what they are.

The day of my 30.

I realize I know nothing, and think it may be the life it should be and may be my life it should be.

Yes, on the day of my 30, I called off everything just wish to be alone and thanks for everyone who wants to come along.

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Dear
生日快樂
祝福已滿30的妳
生活更加充實
生命更加豐富