今天/Today

我想起了你的喪禮那天，台北的天空好藍，是個萬里晴空的好日子。全身穿著黑色的衣服，不停的鞠躬、起身、磕頭、認識的人和不認識的人面對著我，握著我的手。哭不停，但也無法理解這一切。你的臉像面具，跟我心中的你不同。想到了心中的你，不停的流淚。

要離開的時候我跑到禮堂外面，很驚訝天氣竟然會這麼的好。

今天無來由的因為藍空想起你，不禁想哭。

I was thinking about the day of your funeral. The sky was impossibly blue. Not a cloud in the sky. I was in black from head to toe. I kept bowing, getting down on my knees, getting up, and getting down on my knees again. So many people came, strangers and friends, wringing my hands. I couldn't stop crying, but I also couldn't comprehend the circus around me. Your face looked like a mask, not at all like the you I know. But then thinking about the you that I know made me cry all the same.

When we were about to leave I ran outside the hall, and was surprised at the weather.

Today I thought of you for no reason other than the blue sky, and wanted to cry.