- You walked too long
Whether or not I am, you never pull over
In the corner of a dim hallway.
I want to tell you about us
One love that is silent in illusion
One taste untouched by light
There are words that we will tell my story today,
my story tomorrow and my story in the future ..
But I never know what my story will be tomorrow.
because I am happy to reach the love,
or fall because of love ..
Still about you, or there is already her in your life ..
or is all about you? -
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Andine closed the sheet of dull paper, that was the last poem Ramel wrote for her.
I hate it all I can but this love is too strong for me to destroy.
Is there anything more painful than trying to hate someone but you still loving him?
Is there anything more painful than every unrequited longing ..
I drink the bitterest poison every second to remember those memories ..
Andine shed tears, the longing and hatred were united in the depths of her heart.
