I know I do not leave you, so I utter not a single word.
the last pain you gave me was to let go of my hand.
Without accident, we will never meet again in this life.
.If it is not true, please do not be too good to me, I am very silly, will take it seriously.
You must have been very good, or I'm sorry I do not bother.
Sometimes you have to give up on someone in order to respect yourself.
No one is alone, is your heart. Lonely, is your heart someone but not around.
When forgotten into another beginning, light memory, the real pain...
Who is my dream, is to give my hope, who accompany me to travel.
I seem to be waiting for you while giving up you
Not everyone can love you the way you expect
There is no one ahead. I don't know who to run to meet
You always miss him and let other boys love you.
The heart of woman is a glass holding water. It is full but seems to have nothing inside.
Some things, only with the memories. Some people, can only be a traveler.