Never expect too much of your love, as long as you can always think of me, spend more time with me. Enough. May require you to have given this little bit can not. Also until this summer. My favorite rainy summer weather. Who often travel with you on rainy days. I was always looking out the window in the rain
Said: "Raining again." You always return: "you do not like most rainy days?" Then you remember I love rainy days. Now comes the rain again. Do you still remember this? Is now thought of me? You let go, it is ’s. Happy, it was something to see. Accustomed to the lonely, learn to grow up in loneliness. Life is short,
I should not just let his eyes dim. But, always fit with your memories, however, the consequences of opening the heart to love is to own tortured black and blue. Perhaps our fate is really like fireworks among the less transient. If you can rechoose, I would rather give up, do not have to face the loneliness after brilliant. Do