与你共雪落

今夜，雪把远处的声音，
一点一点，藏进柔软的白。
你不必急着说清那些难过，
先把冰凉的手，放进我的掌心。
不想笑的时候，就不笑吧，
眼泪也不必绕开我的肩膀。
那些暂时说不出口的话，
可以留在我们之间，不必成为答案。
我不会催一场雪停下，
也不会催你，在天亮前好起来。
心里的冬天若还很长，
我们就把这盏灯，留得更久一点。
也许一个拥抱，
还不能让所有疼痛都睡去。
那就让我陪你坐一会儿，
听窗外偶尔驶过的车，看杯口慢慢升起的雾。
你不必为了被爱，
把自己整理成晴天的样子。
今夜，你只管靠过来——
雪还在下，
而你，不必一个人冷。

When the Snow Falls, I Am Here

Tonight, the snow takes the distant sounds
and tucks them, little by little, into soft white.
You need not find the words for all your sadness;
for now, let your cold hands rest in mine.
When you do not feel like smiling, you need not smile.
Your tears are welcome on my shoulder.
The things you cannot say just yet
can stay between us, without becoming answers.
I would not hurry the snow to stop,
or ask you to feel better before the dawn.
If the winter in your heart is long,
we will leave this lamp burning a little longer.
Perhaps an embrace
cannot put every hurt to sleep.
Then let me sit beside you for a while,
listening to a passing car, watching steam rise from your cup.
You do not have to turn yourself
into a clear sky to be loved.
Tonight, just lean into me—
the snow is still falling,
but you need not bear the cold alone.