worried

For the first time I am awaken by every words you said...

When the night fall, sometimes I want to write all the feeling..

People says that longing is beautiful, but for me this is a suffering..

For one moment, I think that I should hate you, but it's hard to hate you..

Close my eyes when i want to breathe...

In my dream, I was in the intersection, the road that so hard to be chosed..

I hold all my beautiful life...

The meaning of it..it's so honest...

Whethere there is love or not... it doesnt matter to me ..

But half of my soul are gone...