The colors back then
那時候的顏色
那時候的顏色
Scarlet red…
that was the road I ran home.
My shoes… covered in dust.
Candy warm in my hand.
Ochre sat in the corner of a wall,
the afternoon stretching…
like it would never end.
I was on the ground,
drawing a universe
no one could touch.
Back then,
colors had their own names.
They were written
into the way each day…
shimmered.
You asked me,
why I remember so clearly.
It’s because…
that was my youth,
bright,
and full of light.
It hasn’t gone far…
just hides quietly,
still glowing here—
inside my heart.
Cobalt blue…
like the evening breeze
brushing my ear.
We ran after our shadows.
Our laughter drifted
into the night.
Peacock green…
was the dress
Someone hung by the window.
The sunlight spilled over it
like it was telling… a secret.
Back then…
Colors always changed.
Memories deepened
under summer heat.
Like an old song,
still humming the past.
You said…
Colors will fade.
I said…
the heart remembers that night.
Like a sentence
never finished…
still whispering
by my ear.
You asked me
what memory I was painting.
And I said…
It’s me.
The self
who was once
truly happy.