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Sometimes love just one person's thing.
Nothing to do with anyone.
Love, or do not love, can only end their.
Him to come and go,
her heartbreak,
in love inside, who should bow their heads, who should throw in the towel
doomed love, but can not afford real psychological We
Cross has never tired of standing on street corner
we go from here
emptied himself, to recognize the love has disappeared
What is love? hate that? complain, then what is?
put down .. Although still love it .. although
aside there hate
smile. . even though there are still blame
All in all, there are many
life than love despite the occasional despair, occasionally The fuss
But, but life is very good to a person's wonderful

remember! Nobody who's who
some love and remember the encounter and separation are just silently secretly forward
for me, not what can not forget.
I like to do, that is, and their diametrically opposed. And then forgotten. Perhaps the pain.
all the love had been a grand moment for me as a huge destruction.
Many times, we all thought, can we really forget. But not.
sometimes prefer to go back and say to him:
we love, or die.
however,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I did not, I can continue to move toward the former, and dressed better live.
I started to force myself to live a better dressed, and indulge myself not escape all miss,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], miss fiercely.
fiercely miss all the past love, and then tired slowly forgotten.
even, I want this love around me, trying to remember years ago lover, that love each other fiercely before.
at the moment,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], nobody who's who.
piled with time love, who can easily overcome and destroyed.
only for those who remember the love, the love of those who had had to give up, strong and fierce destroyed us.
helplessly, powerless.
Perhaps I no longer have to choose one person.
Instead,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], waiting for the person who can be together.
because I firmly believe, the most beautiful fireworks, only to bloom again.
fireworks in full bloom, you will never not cry for me.
no one who is also the warm air
who can not resist the body's cold
fingers on the computer keyboard
do not know how to write such a text
good heart so tired I just hurt
original passer
around you can have a beautiful thought life movement who is not who

because
no one who really cares about who
but I do care about you ... ...
I do not know whether it was all just because I like a child does not know
gives the impression that if I only have you optimistic about the fun
your warm words I think I am no longer afraid of

have you not alone, days are blue, the sea blue
son has not said like that long
is wrong I am wrong you own
not really experienced in the past with the said sub-
not know each other a little more willing to
I was stubborn like you

you have in your life who you love
, however, never told me you did not really care about

me to this moment I really found

then so be it is my naive

I have been around people who care about me because you

treasure
I know no one will come who is not really care who

who have their own way to go
No one in the side of the said sub-
take their own road to go
strong
Who's who no one really cares about who
Who