the woman is like a flower to be cared for and cared for gently. that woman can keep her love for decades, but can not hide her jealousy even for a moment Sahara the poet lara
enjoy a wonderful time .. that is my childhood. Just have a sense of happiness Without any heartache. Resentful and disappointed want to go back to that time. even wanting to be there forever maybe in those days crying was a natural thing, but when I was growing up. crying 'is a very broad thing. one of them was DISAPPOINTED.
The road is not always straight, So are my steps. Cotton is not always white, So is my heart. The water is not always clear, So do I say, Straighten my path, Clean my heart, Soften my words.
I will keep waiting In silence between distances Until the distance becomes longing Orange is love Love is you
Promise Not just a series of sweet words, but promise like a debt that must be paid. Therefore, the promise must be kept If you cannot be kept, Do not easily say the promise of Patience. I! When the heart is hurt, Because there are times when tears greet them But what is certain is that a promise will be enjoyed Whether bitter or sweet But I will always live death in prayer.
I am tired. Boredom bothered me The world was shaking. Heard from you. Love. look at me here. can no longer power this self. as if it's numb by, .. Siti Nurbaya I'm not strong anymore. The heart is already dear. If you really love me. Whisper something for me.
stories in the middle of the night, in this hobby is really extraordinary