Even in love, there will be no mistakes will be in the moment. We always love each other, then easily separate, and only separate as if it will be in our memory.
Packing is lyrical, can't cover up the most unusual romance of reality.
Love, you can be a beautiful mistake, you can also understand that there is no mistake, light and fuss, it is stupid, it seems to be a story that is born. One person can have many paragraphs, but only one of them will be committed.
It can only be said to be said.
For love, in addition to some truth and extremely twists and turns, it seems to be only waiting for time to flow, look back, or love the embarrassment. Women like and identify, this is love, this person is a lover. However, how to allow it?
For me, it seems that love is only in the story of others. Looking at someone else's story, I also got love.
Silent life, how many years, a bystander. If you can't have anything, the only thing you can do is whether you don't forget yourself.
