The whole day we come across each other, it strikes me that he in thinks to me more than a friend editor. Then I thought I'd fall in love with him. By climbing out of the hole that can't be it. Since then I feel happy and had a feeling that I am yearning. In the past, I never thought that it would be with him. Never want anything from him, but secretly is loose. Do not expect him to love me. I just wanted to do something that I think is happy. He is my pleasure by he did not do anything. In addition to his own identity I like people watching the raging wait time to meet someone who makes me fall in pits filled with my own mistake, but over time, I just know that I'm just thinking of the past to. I fall into the holes of the hunters ", it is the pit traps and love at the same time. Every feeling that I've let him go it gradually ruins, one by one, until eventually it was little becomes just a little dust and disappeared. Over time, everything changes and he is the same as the people who do not know each other. We talk to each other without eye we pass each other without a greeting. I think saying that he never speaks I miss his voice in the last day. Just think of doing. Over time, the memory, the more low, until at last I was able to come out of the hole it's because of the way it helps me. His hand tightly, pulling me gently I come out of the hole. He taught me to walk. He's keeping his heart my wound. He did not know that he is a good person? He puts people in the back, I have a life again. Make me smile and laugh with him. We shake hands and walk forward together. No matter what the gender, status or where anyone can fall in love, we are who we are not aware of it.I lose myself in that time
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