Why do not you see his images, eyes become blurred.
Why do not you know every word he said about it?
Why does it sound uncomfortable to hear his voice?
Why do you know that the food is stuck in the throat, it seems like he or she has eaten like this.
When chatting with everyone, he became silent and thought about his smile.
While looking at the road, look at it and see if it is anywhere.
Imagine thinking about what he said in his imagination, and then he became silent and thought of reality.
Seeing a child, I look forward to seeing my future baby in my father's seat.
When someone says something about marriage, just look at his face in the groom's seat.
Sometimes I went to the washroom and looked at glass and shouted crying.
Think of the tears after tears before going to bed.
When it takes a lot of winter, I wonder if she is out or is it cold.
When you go to eat your medicine, think about whether he ate or drank his medicines.
When the acute headache and chest pain become unstable, then you want to find him in the neighborhood, in the mind of him in the side.
When I was very tired, I returned home and looked at the phone and said that someone does not say that it is fast and eat fast.
At midnight, suddenly he got upset and dreamed about him.
Seeing the movie / drama, his eyes were covered with eyes.
I can not bear the pain every time I think thinking of death, I think I touched him and I will not hurt myself.
There was a time when I used to think I could not cry, because I never needed crying. Suddenly he came in my life.
Sometimes I knew where he was gone, and I could not keep crying anymore. I used to think I could cry then. He taught me to cry. I used to cry much more than I was afraid of losing him. My mother and my mother cried after my cry. I used to be angry and sometimes I used to be angry. My sister was angry and said that my mother was angry.
And today I have become so stonewall that the water does not come in the eyes, the mouth and the mouth do not come.
Mother looked at the silence of the girl again and crying. Now she wants the girl to cry a little. Mother wants girl to express trouble.
The strange thing is that for which there was so much crying, for which this festival of hardship did not leave me. But he deceived me and did not give me. I did not understand that in the eyes of my eyes I looked for love and I did not find anything. So I moved away.
She taught me, learned, learned, learned a lot. He showed me the way to live, but once again he has ruined me by taking the path again.
Anyway, in my mind, he is in my prayers.
