Winter in Hanoi
Winter came so suddenly, without any warning. I woke up with the grey cloudy sky waiting for me.
It came earlier than usual, but Im not gonna complain ( although I cant stand cold weather, Im a weak puss) because this maybe my last winter in this city. My last chance to witness the gloomy beauty of a city I never feel belong to.
Im no writer ( and my english is bad) so I dont even try to put words together to express it. But I feel it. It's like the loneliness in a young girl's eyes.
As much as I hated that sadness, I was addicted to it.
I will go, I will find a place where I wont get depressed every winter. Im gonna miss you ut your beauty can no longer make me return.