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Time, however, always to move forward, there will always be the arrival of new problem. We quarrel, we more and more intense conflicts between, and we argue the most intense in the final night of the divorce. I get back to you all maple mesos that you send me.
After the divorce, the days without you is how the dark. On the line every day, I have to find your sear, but I dare not go to you. I can be a lot of you say so, who do not know that. Wandering mind of daily life and during that period of time also does not matter what it seems, and everything and I do not have relations. Let me finally that go crazy fast in the emotional outbreak of the brink of collapse. I yelled to you I love you so, and then you care about, why we should divorce, if we can good with each other. In this way, we contact, it seems that all has returned to the original, but the middle there is a girl and you also like.
Only a heart of a person, you may only want choose one. You elected me, I am happy, really. That happy was not use any word to express, but the distress also comes. . All your friends are against you and oppose you and me, it was how the fierce opposition to, they may not be important that the angry words of the sentence, listen to in my ears are very harsh. I would like to you are, because they are a good friend of your, a good friend of mine today in front of you. I really see you said before and I do not believe in pressure. See you so distressed, so much pressure off of me. Knowing that this way to leaving you, I would no longer be happy, but I see you suffering like that, I can not stand more; maybe I will be leaving the best method. When I decided to leave you, you told me not to go, you said those words, I renewed my work and you courage.
Now we are together, but there are a lot of the middle of things has changed, I do not want to admit, but unrest in the same rock like I have been deeply branded into the hearts. I always ask ourselves what we can go back to the past, back to the once pristine past.
Like a joy noon
I hope that I love
Light in the shadow of the staggered
Separation of life and death
Form east and wear and north-south
Assemble also lovesick
Leave also lovesick.
