You're the cause until I write like this. The mind with the heart seems to justify one's own opinion. While I became increasingly worried about taking his conclusions.
Ifa. You know, you've made my heart cluck. Your eyes have been so deep. Forgive me! I thought I did not want to go out and choose to hide there. Yes, behind your eyes. I do it and only once. Either brave or just brave. I do not know ifa! Then my heart said with a soft tone but still not sweet sounded. "You want to deny conscience? If you hear me, you have to go out and hear his heart too". At that moment, I am more confused in reflection, if what my heart expects, your heart even laughs at it. I came out staring into your eyes with faded bravery. Ifa, good night. Moments like this I hate my own feelings.
