When I start this story, I am thinking of the need to end up with a good ending. Then I gave up this idea. So who needs this kind of a problem. The problem, yeah, b'cuz it is unknown if you find out or not. too many high brown clouds up there meet with my words. I ain't sure they will drop their tears. I don't know even if I am ready to collect them. Their babies need to have cared and not with me. your hair touching the grassy ground and reflect your smile on the blue mirror. Some cities still didn't see your almond-eyes on this day even I cant see. one time you asked if you love so hard, so tight. it was so dangerous and I wouldn't able to explain word by word to you. From there to here only some songs arrive and sometimes your heartful words do. around you, everybody can get luck from my perspective, and exactly I can't write the best word to fit in this feeling. You could say nothing more and I moreover everything. I don't know what I deserve but your value in my body is so higher than every slut I knew. Really I put so much meaning on your name. Nevertheless, I am sure it is better than to attach some yellow tulips in some gravestones. Neg, I just want to make you sure this thing what I feel inside I don't desire to give up. Whole skies are higher as much as our minds. Thanks for everything you made me feel now. then I not think
"now i'm covered up in straw, belly up on the tablewell i drank and sang, and passed in the stable."
