> Because I know, since there is him as energy You no longer care For my feelings that are still alive or dead Because now bahagimu Not about me again The second love EVERYDER Walking With You
Why singer's heart Arises in doubt Somehow the taste of Singer Always haunts me Whether the Singer Signs our love will pass.
I know the industry you are with him But why do you always convince me WITH everything You lie me any difference accept it And you forbid me too Keep following it.
> Is this the only love name that Accept
and received wounds Only bitter and poverty sensation and
just stay so patient sick.
Why love is only worth imagining as love as lust
Without the provision of logic Only as a means to vent feelings only
> Love that really makes herself mean to each other Beat all ego and uncertain intentions Willing tuk accept all the shortcomings Love Without Reason Not for the review Hoping OR Expecting Not Just Giving And Want to get Reply And Not Also Arriving Arriving Then Running to Leave the True Love Dare to manifest the Future Tow Without Giving the wind of fantasy, falsehood, And doubt.
This morning a little spots by the overpowering hearts Kuracik coffee and longing to pierce the heart Empty eyes lost by the word as long as the meaning of You kah end I refer the soul Or end up sad at the intersection Coffee this morning is not as sweet as yesterday morning by the sense of the more deeply consumed My days try to repeat the concoction coffee and love Are you right to love me?
> Want to make coffee and miss Should kebutadakan both By coffee is missing bitter Or by missing lost laranya Kusedup coffee this morning Kuracik with a dream In order to I kuserutut longing frommu For this love is immortal with bela lang.