That is immaterial, but the memory of the corner.
Unforgettable memories of a person that other people had already forgotten the clean.
Have you told me i was you. now who are you all.
Love is an unknown place that no saying from all around the worldcan explain.
When I was young, happiness is a very simple thing; Grew up, simple is very happy.
It's not the goodbye that hurts, but the flashbacks that follow.
Better by far you should forget and smile than that you should remember and be sad.
In that commitment. the time, lost in memories of the room.
Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired。
Love is like a butterfly. It goes where it pleases and it pleases where it goes.
Believe me, my heart you will never shift.
Sad I have been fooling ourselves, because I already forget you.
I want to be his favorite hello and his hardest goodbye.