my blue sky
Von mademms, 08:19Eighteen years old, my blue sky
Time -- who want to read, it calls the WHO.
In the morning the city called off the door, waiting for my true night boredom,I work hard in your memories of running, even care about only let you want to run away.
A season of winter season are fleeting, future light, was not a terribly fatigued body together can not say, I a person bathing in winter, don't hug, I just want a person.
I run in my world of words, the apparition of writing those silent vanishing traces, my eyes only snow color, beautiful dream, but lost it in some of the color..
Time cut too many fragments, fleeting life too many memories. The first season, I try to piece together the shadow, but I can't. I see the wind always blowing your cheek. Silent experience the meaning of happiness, God put me in origin but did not finish, I take no time left traces, if a start is my. I will be at the time of the initial start believing, choose to share each other's not negative as in each warm afternoon himself deeply in the fleeting shadow pigment pad, with injuries. Shallow eyes through those once moss green.
Time stretching the distance between you and me, maybe lonely play my song cycle, I brought my all, but can not walk into your world, you're my world, even the memories are your color. And I walked into the stranger 's passing, takes you through the pain of memories, I always go to the comfort of your heart, even a little demanding, the pious hands but not between us that writing a second hug, and I have become memories
In person, if not met, how come so. Because the heart to a person, to know how to love her, but the love can't have. As long as you are happy, I let you to pursue what you ask for.
My eyes looking at you, deep in my mind, even if it is only a fragment, I smile, because I am afraid of tears. Perhaps, Chi Tai cleared the green life, also cannot get the chung. You do not know where the good, but who also can not be replaced. Even a look I enough. Disappointed not to grave, but I would rather keep a grave man, nor the touch of tears.
Ray long winding, heart out; fragrant white, the famous Forbidden City; bitter sitting on, when you return; end proximal ulnar, are not afraid of injuries. Along the way, and hurt not.
Read wait for long solitary dust, if it is just a game. I don't want us to be the masters of the game, and I want to be a bystander, always looking at you, and when it is needed most to embrace you, not abandon, just when you need, I will not let. I do not have much promise to you, I would take a lifetime to do the right thing.
If the sky is not so quiet, but once understood my eyes, I can not give any commitment, but any time you want, until the day I die. I can't promise, because the next life, if we can meet.
Night thoughts, Mo winter flutes, a path as tortuous journey. Forget I was a man. The floating stator full of tears.
Meaning, thinking of you love. You said, just because of the love of good, no reason. City total so far? The sorrow of parting and how cool, I have not let the floating, is you let me know what are.
The northern sky, cold winter covered with blue mist. However, cold but I lost it the heart of heart. The right time meets to the person, and not to hold. I remember you to my world, from that moment has been through in my head. Far away, and I cannot wipe memories you left me. Because I love you with a heart of Jing Yu.
Cold hands, also cannot be thoracoabdominal warm. The cold have a fever mind. When I had this to attend a funeral, a lonely night, snow silence. A line of separation, one will never die.
If, this way I a walk, I believe that someone is waiting for me, the way I wouldn't have sad, I wish I can find the one for me.
If, this way I one in go, at least I can dream of the future you, not so strange, because I don't know where you are
If, this way I a go, I won't have too much emotion, have been for you to write down your praise song
The future, the future of you, I hope you can appear in my dream, I have been looking for
Time -- who want to read, it calls the WHO.
In the morning the city called off the door, waiting for my true night boredom,I work hard in your memories of running, even care about only let you want to run away.
A season of winter season are fleeting, future light, was not a terribly fatigued body together can not say, I a person bathing in winter, don't hug, I just want a person.
I run in my world of words, the apparition of writing those silent vanishing traces, my eyes only snow color, beautiful dream, but lost it in some of the color..
Time cut too many fragments, fleeting life too many memories. The first season, I try to piece together the shadow, but I can't. I see the wind always blowing your cheek. Silent experience the meaning of happiness, God put me in origin but did not finish, I take no time left traces, if a start is my. I will be at the time of the initial start believing, choose to share each other's not negative as in each warm afternoon himself deeply in the fleeting shadow pigment pad, with injuries. Shallow eyes through those once moss green.
Time stretching the distance between you and me, maybe lonely play my song cycle, I brought my all, but can not walk into your world, you're my world, even the memories are your color. And I walked into the stranger 's passing, takes you through the pain of memories, I always go to the comfort of your heart, even a little demanding, the pious hands but not between us that writing a second hug, and I have become memories
In person, if not met, how come so. Because the heart to a person, to know how to love her, but the love can't have. As long as you are happy, I let you to pursue what you ask for.
My eyes looking at you, deep in my mind, even if it is only a fragment, I smile, because I am afraid of tears. Perhaps, Chi Tai cleared the green life, also cannot get the chung. You do not know where the good, but who also can not be replaced. Even a look I enough. Disappointed not to grave, but I would rather keep a grave man, nor the touch of tears.
Ray long winding, heart out; fragrant white, the famous Forbidden City; bitter sitting on, when you return; end proximal ulnar, are not afraid of injuries. Along the way, and hurt not.
Read wait for long solitary dust, if it is just a game. I don't want us to be the masters of the game, and I want to be a bystander, always looking at you, and when it is needed most to embrace you, not abandon, just when you need, I will not let. I do not have much promise to you, I would take a lifetime to do the right thing.
If the sky is not so quiet, but once understood my eyes, I can not give any commitment, but any time you want, until the day I die. I can't promise, because the next life, if we can meet.
Night thoughts, Mo winter flutes, a path as tortuous journey. Forget I was a man. The floating stator full of tears.
Meaning, thinking of you love. You said, just because of the love of good, no reason. City total so far? The sorrow of parting and how cool, I have not let the floating, is you let me know what are.
The northern sky, cold winter covered with blue mist. However, cold but I lost it the heart of heart. The right time meets to the person, and not to hold. I remember you to my world, from that moment has been through in my head. Far away, and I cannot wipe memories you left me. Because I love you with a heart of Jing Yu.
Cold hands, also cannot be thoracoabdominal warm. The cold have a fever mind. When I had this to attend a funeral, a lonely night, snow silence. A line of separation, one will never die.
If, this way I a walk, I believe that someone is waiting for me, the way I wouldn't have sad, I wish I can find the one for me.
If, this way I one in go, at least I can dream of the future you, not so strange, because I don't know where you are
If, this way I a go, I won't have too much emotion, have been for you to write down your praise song
The future, the future of you, I hope you can appear in my dream, I have been looking for
