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1.When he told me he was leaving I felt like a vase which has just smashed. There were pieces of me all over the tidy, tan tiles.
当他告诉我他将要离开，我感觉自己就像一只破碎的花瓶。整洁的褐色的瓷砖上到处都是我的碎片。
2. That was what my life had been like, endless omissions of coffee granules, somehow never managing to make that cup of coffee.
这就像我曾经的生活一样，那么多的咖啡粉，我却从来没有想到去将它泡成咖啡。
3. I think about being a broken vase again and realize that I have glued myself back together, what Mike has is merely a little part of my time in earth, a little understanding of my physical being. He has only, a little piece of me.
我思考着那个破碎的花瓶，却发觉已经将自己粘在了一起，迈克只不过是我人生中的一小部分，一点点了解我，他只是我生命中的过客而已。