If happiness has the direction, to the left? Or to the right?
Things have been lost, and no use to remember.
You no longer warm, I have become like me.
Heartache. I don't say. It is wrong to think too perfect.
Thank you for allowing me to be dripping every unrequited love.
We all have one, we want to go back but can not return to the past.
That kind of feeling is not worry about personal gains and losses, but also practical.
The train never came back, as if you had never come back.
I have been the biggest rain, you are in the hot sun does not look back.
If you don't care about me, I will be on you in the same way.