Every time like that you feel sad! And I do not know when this pain is an end? I do not know how long I will miss you, love you long? No one can tell me, no one can decide their own! I am self-willed, indulge me in my own feelings, I decadence, I own physical and mental torture, I punish, punish this love should not exist! Tired? How many times have I asked myself, also asking you! Love, should continue? Or should it end? Perhaps should have ended, and is completely over! Tears can be silent, love can be so free and easy passing it? The wind stopped, the clouds stopped, love your heart can stop at this moment come? OK? I have been asked you, you will silently looked away to the side … …