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heard that love is just a never ending fairy tale. I said I do not believe then as a mothlike before we know the love that is not a fairy tale does not end but a ridiculous youth. [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]

But I would thank that accompany me through a period of time because that person my world was very bright because of love my world is very beautiful. Think of those who walked the streets recalled the time is so unscrupulous and heartless man front in the shamelessly as if the children did not grow up songs to sing and the more sweet memories that is the more wounding. After all great experience enough for me to recall to the old that is our mark. No matter how blue the sky there will be cloudy when cloudy people will think of the clear blue sky clear sky Lang Lang will miss the birds. As you have left I will miss miss the exhaustion of life just waiting for you there again.

life to be this way experienced the pain of a butterfly we must learn to grow a person's feelings is not my thing to love or not love only one person that I call the shots which is perhaps the growth of the socalled right. Hot summer a person walking looking at the past people who drowned in the sea this feeling of being overwhelmed like the time the fire devoured without a trace. Think of leaving it will not turn back stubborn back and my heart faint tingling. There is a sense of melancholy on the heart does not help because the oath remember forever and now it is only once and turned out to be only an old legend.

Later your world will no longer have me. However when you remember me I leave in your mind what is shadow? I lost face or talk like helpless sigh or laugh at you look silly? May know I do not have you what would happen to have? Know without you I what will happen to despair? Know without you I will do to camouflage themselves? Flowers in my life only bloom for you silently waiting for you and take everything quietly you know you know if you would really understand maybe I have already left.

loss is bitter knowing that the front is not the way but their hearts are retrieved. Just silly love blind love is love. Down in the dust landed on the beach stranded with only silence lost in the gray of the kingdom. After I am no longer your world simply because we were just passing trains each moving in their direction beginning the endless spread of human taste the bitterness of their own. Sad no longer with you with the sad heartbroken I am the only one sad you will not see my memory such as the blooming roses bright and dazzling but the light I hidden. I am in your life traces dark is light is the pain or the hi? When I was sad when hiding in a corner where nostalgia would you? Do you feel a loving thought of waiting for you all the time?

after I left the world of memories and sadness as you no longer have my world we are strangers from this is a. Past lives your world will not be me. I have to go with you full of nostalgia quietly disappeared. After so many sad so many sad I'll take and so you may be happy now. If tears could escape the pain then I should have relief and tears spilled down remove the disguise is the time only to find without you I will not doing so great to know I still love you so . Thought long thoughts as time was denied and later came to realize that I was too naive memory forgotten in the corner always calling me. I bear the hurt and pain regret because love you so give up.

When looking back only Wang Ran when the tears can not forbear settling into the wound how can I like only with a fine pen down these hard to talk back chasing the dream of writing the original. Recalled with a smile on you my story smiling tears smile remember how you used to love me although that time you have less than the ends of the earth in my pursuit. I used to expect permanence but forgot a word: forever and sometimes do always coming and going casual. Therefore we dispersed. Everything into the air since fate has done then I He Bijiang demand. From grief to grief Lingling wind looked up view the heart look a gift horse if Iraq knowing Emily can be known sweet look back pain struggle indeed why the tears flow [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]!

also cry also laugh and grief are also delighted that the broken dreams when I look into the injuries. In my world that a person draw the heavy in that person's world what I left [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]!

love not that I can touch the. Did not like fairy tales the prince will be Cinderella the prince will be Snow White No no everything is a lie. Have had I just want to forget and I can no longer survive in the memories memories gone fate has done then I what is left.