Departure
手机响起，
振动了我的心，
那来电显示，
是你的名字。
接了电话，
可笑，
我竟然说不出话来。
心中百般感觉，
无法用话语拼出的不舍。
5分钟也不够，
挂了。
那一个傍晚，
我傻傻地抬头，
寻找任何移动的黑点，
也许那是带着妳飞的。
也许我能望向妳，
可我,
最终只能想妳。
3-Minute Preacher - Pilot
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