We love

 Suddenly ()want to finishing our feelings, or can it be said to is my own feelings. I want to reforming everything to me, let my eyes longer shine, and go after that which is lost's feeling of love, no matter he is in my past or future.
His name and familiar, seems to have become a part of my life. Today, however, but have to forget! That now, while the matter thoroughly recall right, I'm afraid, afraid I will miss the won't as, so, do not go up old, not new, never miss.
At this time of how I hope can life again, let me can be filled with the processing of wisdom the subtle changes in the emotional. But how to also can't time for my reverse reversal, finally, I still can only silently waiting for the time to wipe flat I all the pain of and regret, maybe the next, if there is the next time, I decided to learn, not because of the love is too deep and miss the happiness of may.
We love ()
We may be the senior high school classmate right, although only in class one year. That's a has many beautiful memories of class, tall () class. I think I feel about him is in there develop up it.
To his earliest impression is not too clear, remember the first day of the school is like. That day he stood in the cleaning on my desk, wipe television. Sky blue jeans, white T-shirt, volumes of short hair to stick the scalp, a bit black (just after the military training it.) I will stand to watch him, nothing was feeling, just feel good high good thin!
Although that year I have a lot of good memories, but seemed to have little relationship with him, I have a good friend, also have a boyfriend. He? And I have the same good friends, and also have he seems to like girlfriend. Our only is the intersection of a large() group of friends to go out to play, go out for drinks, then crazy late, that when he is a little poise all have no, all of the boys sent me back home, only he didn't, though we live in the recently. So our relationship has been just keep on the surface, and I think my emotions and he is not concern.
I always thought,() I always thought, in their own thinking. So many things and not I thought of that. I was boyfriend always put an end to me and to all his dealings, he said he hate the most is that we together, every time we talking and laughing he and I am angry. The most let me feel frustrated is originally in that year friends all feel that I like him and I'm really,() really have no, also perhaps I really too slow, that after a year was aware of their idea. A very funny!
Many of life is so quietly happen, what happens you yourself don't know it.
Sometimes I always ask yourself why you start? Maybe all like make people as never expected end, and we want to find the answer we have in the problem, we can only go along the road of life, do not know its beginning also did not know its end.
About a year of memory that so few of the poor, says a I like the many years of story.
Medieval England, a royal and a maid mutually loved, and after a tumultuous two people finally can() together. Men tender hug the woman, can't see women face only hear her say: "you of money? Your position? Your honor?" The man for a long time not language, then gently said: "my life?"