Turn around, love like fireworks

Some pain, says not to come out, can only endure, until learn to have the courage to slowly forgotten... Some love, can not keep on, even give up, also can let go...

That's not a careless investment, why there is always a thread take heart, faint as painful?

That's not a meet, why floating in the shadow of the mind, the total wind into dreams? It is not a dream, why ever had a gentle whisper, always casual in memory, the deep ring? Thought with a turn can leave, finally know that need to use lifetime to forget. Perhaps, not to have the result love, is the best memories!

Love, isn't it experienced had only then know injury pain?

Love, isn't to let go, all will be returned to the original zero?

Love, isn't it too seriously, but brought less than each other's hand?

Love, is lost, just know as we imagine that perfect?

Love, isn't missed won't meet again?

Love, can come to again?

Love, isn't it turned to leave, the thoughts still still?

Turn around, sad can't hear moans of heart, you also such as I usually, the pain, the cry?

A turn, our emotions will appear breakpoint;

A turn, may be a life;

A turn, if we take the next meet again, you and I, whether, still can get back to the past?

Dear, I just turn around, and not because of you.

Rainy night the lonesome without a warm, the moonlight reflects the pale neatness, extend the tentacles of emptiness, stroked the air vague temperature, miss crazy let alone climbed up the finger tip and draw the enchanted decadent, the whole mind a piece of grey. In such a cold night, missing pain unlimited extension, sad like ghost general closely at your feet. Lonely in the left bank, sadness in the right bank, in love with you the other shore is endless enough trails, emotion winding and winding, turn round, but not far from.

Tears quietly slipped to the spring breeze, at the moment, I sad eyes, residual is your smile, compose a cup, a person's wry smile, choked told myself, I now have a good, today I continue to crazy cry drunk, at least I can get drunk enjoy a moment forever. Moan of the wind, the rain of the beautiful, play with my wounds from. Residual a face of loneliness, no rest think, difficult to read over, too much love explanation, finally unavoidably into an excuse, too much once, and ultimately into LiChou...

The world of mortals through a tree flowers, filled with love and care, love thick, scent of love, love is a forever don't finish writing theme, a down the ages resound not over of a beautiful poem, women never could not escape by pet and care of desire, how I hope you dote on me not old, protect won't do ah, the heart like a network, there is at last a thousands section.

Worry about falling to the gloom and misty rain, there is a love taste in diffuse, why do I turn the body but in my heart left your shadow, shoulders is still remain you hug to each other's temperature, I struggle to identify direction, the more want to forget, the more about your memory grasp, feel the heart is very painful, is really very pain, suddenly, open blurred eyes, the dream is still, to stay in the old time, if if not looking forward to what...... You know what? My each drop of tear, I want to say it to you thoughts.

At the moment, how I hope into deep fragrance this a misty rain attack, follow you to the sea of the Angle, the end of the world, do your shadow, with it's right behind you. Originally, turn, oath is still there. Heartache, heartache this wipe cannot forget memory, the flower is the moment had tender feelings, so let a person forget, it will follow me squander life, perhaps, everyone will be hidden inside in a weak scenery, flow secular, still growth in the heart of the damp corner, won't let a stranger touch, only here is belong to yourself.

The silence of the turn, but changed the destiny of our lives, not too many languages, if not love have to have, who can easily choose such a let a person lifelong unforgettable, want to be pain into the action of bone marrow. Some fragments, fragmented, some pictures, such as to leave yesterday, alone in the rainy night free, the sky is dropping the endless tears, ruin gone blotch, waving voluminous, also let my heart cold and dreary a slice of. I don't know, because lonely to think of you, or because you didn't feel lonely. In the sadness in wait for you, we always wander in the very near and far away a distance. Pain is our each other say a miss, I helplessly turned round, is no longer to miss, but, after turn is more tore heart crack lung of painful, really is very painful, very painful feeling around, around the spread of unbridled, spread...

Leave, think you, but can't tell you, I will only then silence of looking at the night sky thoughts, let the world of mortals come and go, I cannot see the passage back, two widely separated, stay in marginal, looking at the footprints disappear gradually. Love like fireworks, we hug to each other through the footprints, tracks, the fireworks flowery and short, instant dies, I love you and stay in the air at the moment of beauty. I can only in tears watching them bloom, flowers and flowers on life, beautiful. Then, down to. Then, lonely.