in name of love

僕らだけの名前を呼びあって
僕らだけの喜び　分かち合った
僕らだけの言葉で確かめて
僕らだけの痛みを抱きしめた

この世界のどこか　未来で会えるなら
忘れないでいて　僕のこと　本当のこと

We're on the road to nowhere

一邊斷捨離，一邊失控購買回憶，想點？

April is the cruelest month

Reading today news, I couldn't help thinking of this poem.  Isn't it obvious that my hometown a wasteland now? we all drowned with the city, rapidly, without mercy.

"April is the cruelest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain."