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.I went to greet him in facebook chat, but we have time, we come across each other, we always look at each other without saying anything page!
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