不懂愛自己又怎麼去愛人

我不知道怎麼愛自己這個洞

從裡面這個洞我能掏出什麼去愛你

好怕一層一層揭開，最終只能給你一個洞

Bursting with unspoken, unspeakable things. Things that make me so hopeful, so alive that I can feel my insides dying. Things that would have made a poet or a composer out of a gifted one. Things that would have inspired a beautiful, desperate song. But I can't write, I can't write at all.

And I hear your words that I made up
You say my name like there could be an Us
I best tidy up my head, I'm the only one in love
I'm the only one in love

"Melt My Heart to Stone" Adele

silly, silly me.