Heart without a home, wherever he is homeless, if love has been drifting, again thick also like smoke.
 
From the past to now, from now to the future, everything seems to be at a loss. Often in the face of life, strong, become fragile . I don't know since when, I began to count the time, every day seems to have the meaning of a milestone.
 
Disoriented, countless times in every speckled with the sky of the night, the stars was back to faith. Firmly together, believe in the future. Always in many a sleepless night, the heart suddenly quiet moment, want to moment. So the endless imaginary if Dream beauty pro hard sell , and set himself a variety of possible. If really is if, that a period of no end of story is still continue to stray, no rely on, no hope of walking.
 
I don't want to stray, running like no soul, like there is no hope to despair. But stop miss, stop the heart. Streaming dribs and drabs, like the next autumn rain, rain, hazy, lost, hide the heart of the sky. Really want to go to the party you dream of lavender flowers, in the middle of the flowers and call your name. Is just an exile, all should not go to think of everything on each flower blossom petals, use that plumes of faint scent, cut the heart of the pain and struggle, the end of the street.
 
If we say, the wandering heart can not find a home harbour, if said sad end so there is no sign of writing, if say stories such as time dissipate, my heart didn't fall. The heart leaps a numb, chest pain began to can't own. Each time you start to end you find ltd , and they were afraid of eyes began to warm up.
 
Thoughts like to drink a large glass of ice water, need a long time into tears. Want to a person's time, she's in your heart also dare not to relax yourself, always feel something is fleeting. Reading a person is regardless of their struggle, finally is difficult to be distracted of betrayal. Love a person is a spiritual release, all good things are showing themselves and eventually a complete clean up the mess.