Whimsical the Life!

It is no longer hurts when I think about you ... now do not cry when the fingertips of the joint photos ... now I do not want to get rid of anything that reminds you ...

At one time I thought, how can love or hate it ... I never thought ... but then, despite feeling that the two are separated by only a hair's breadth, it was a long one to the other on the road .. . perhaps inseparable from each other a bit, because I could never have a pen to break away if you have not changed my feelings ... they are nothing like the feelings that are at once obvious to you as final signed ... but I found the emotional state of a flood relief ...

Now I smile when I think about you ... now you all that enters into a pleasant memory ... is now a memorial to conclude what I love in my past that I can not erase it, but always after me to know ...