How can it strike so suddenly ?
Without warning, without preparation ?

Should it not grow on you, taking its time, so that when the moment comes when you think ” I love ” - or at least you imagine you know - what it is you love ?

How can it be that a set of the shoulders, the rythmn of a stride, the shadow of a strand of hair falling on a forehead can cause the tides of the heart to ebb and flow ?

You were in my eyes for a second but vanished when I barely turned my back

Love overcame me as you brushed me passed


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它怎可來襲得那麼突然？
毫無預警地﹐毫無準備地？

它不是應該在你的身上慢慢萌芽， 從從容容地，直到那刻來臨你認為“我愛”- 或至少讓你以為自己知道 - 你愛的是什麼﹖

怎麼可能是一雙肩膀的抖動，步伐的節拍，一縷幼髮垂下額角的影子能夠令心中的浪潮起伏不定﹖

前一秒還在我眼中
然而在我轉身的瞬間消失無蹤

而我卻在你擦身而過的一刻 ‧愛上了