Love entangled
Tonight, the rain still in the floating window, cold, cold night I would deeply miss you, you go long? One month or several months? I've lost count, I only know that he has been waiting for you here.
Frequently, from night to dawn, from dawn to sit down the night. Qianban Ye, I desperately miss you, late at night, I desperately want to themselves to struggle to forget you.
Maybe I need time, in the hermes birbin bags 35cm orange 6089 silver years endless river, it is not commonly used in a limited number of lives to try to forget the endless thoughts it? I am now forgotten, forgotten I had, so far, still in love with you ... ...
Forgotten ghd vs smog nine hair together also has its own, in love before the humble low to dust. You say you do not like cilantro, so I fried the fish from the hold onto their favorite parsley. You say you like my hair, so I let the whole summer long hair. Thirsty, you drink beverages, late at night I go to the supermarket to buy you back, you say I remember every word, and now only it will know how how I used to love you ... ...
But what can love? So many things, eventually become a piece of paper memory, and now I was alone in the dark memories ... ...
You're gone. To go quietly, I asked every day in silence, I asked to land should not, in the end of the line which the root of love gone wrong, so that you are so cruel to the woman to leave me?
Only this time the night, and the dripping rain, lonely and quiet. Love yourself and then letting the last few minutes after dawn will not love you.
"Love, may hermes birbin bags 40cm white 6099 gold not be necessary to meet": life and love can never see.
Feeling confused these days, there is always one thing lingering in my mind, I look forward to an answer, but afraid that the answer to come. Because I know the answer to this coming, not what I wanted.
Life is so, some things you wanted to keep, but never get. Even barely got it, and you will not feel happy. Because the people you want to take also take away, not you can not be forced. All this you can see open living free and easy, Kan Bukai you'll never like trapped in a cage and can not break free.
People are always about love, love, or loved, or should all be equally happy with unspeakable injuries. Feeling good, sometimes it seems to only stay in the illusion, is the kind of invisible beauty, once to reality, will be the reality of ruthless blow to pieces.
Reality, harsh reality that lie in front of an insurmountable love the mountains. Do not use any words that stereotypes like "never meant to," "destined to meet you, miss on your side," "What you can not be together for life, then the next life with you hand" as the excuse to ... ... Now reality, doomed not to hand, do not go to can not spend and regret. Let this love forever remain in the illusion of it, forever only in each other's hearts, never less than reality.