Today I noticed a light behind the dark cloud, want it feels I'm reaching for the light. It was like I'd like to fly past the dark clouds and wanted me to see from where the light was coming from. Coolness began pervasive into the soul when the sound of the rain sound start stub stub of foliage that becomes the new rain barrier.
The coolness is starting to feels this makes the lips as if not maybe forced to stop vibrating withstand cold that never feels, I want to be near you. Hug you, kiss you. But it is just a wishful thinking that no way I feel for you and my self now is not longer in time, but equally with new life. You are now happily together with her and I just hold my shame because other people know if I love you, and not bias again to open the heart to love new.
Full moon sunset greets an employee who are contemplating the fate of seeming no longer are concerned with things he used to do and things again in the strive for dull, cheeks felt as cold as the water wetting his cheeks. The tears that are not able to make it more weak, faint of heart who started growing again with a melancholy sense of shame is received because the struggle of love during this already owned by someone else. The warmth of hugs ever felt however that past and present the warmth that can only be felt when being in dreamland as if you were beside me.
But when morning greeted chicken voice build my beautiful dream from the right last night. You are no longer my hand and even a heart that is empty there is no longer a fastener into encouragement in my stride.
Above the Rainbow honeymoon we ever promise's first meaning is no longer there because you've been with her in the Moon in selemuti beauty and affection into an intersection between a people who expect compassion with people who give affection. But I'm only capable of stringing words so that one day you read all of my writings about mu, about the beauty of that era and the promise of what would we do with. Let this be a happiest memories, would preclude as I have with other people and we've been happy with the family mu it then forget all the things that we've been going through because people together thy Lord who created for complement your life to keep the whole life and made thee as the Apsaras in the household. He and the person he sanjung affectionately.
Instead I was strong, but sok tears already starting to run out because too often I cry. And now let me right people close to me to sweep my tears and let him to fill the hearts, although until now I do not know who would want to present me and do not know who he is capable of sweeping this tear with erase memories my lovely first and then create a new future happiness now and in the future.
But I'm just an ordinary writer who just expect this paper to read by all, pen and ink became a friend when the mouth is no longer able to to speak. Ink and pen into the main pitch for me to tell her everything to all of you.
