early sunday morning

[dynastyprincess]

while i was getting ready for bed, reflecting over conversations with young and history with chan, i found myself speaking a stream of chinese to no one in particular. i don't claim it is a poem; the line breaks are for the natural pauses. it is as follows: (tell me if you can't see it, i'll translate)

别那样看着我
我不是那种女孩
我曾经爱过你。
别让我绝望
别让我灰心
只要我还在
你还在
我不愿意等待。

p.s. get well soon jen!