It’s nice to be in love.

You wanted to push things out to extremes.

Poem.

Poem.

Searching for the stars, which are blocked by the rain clouds!

You are the thorn in his side.

You don’t consider me in the things you do.

I will wait for you.

When the war breaks loose, this is how the person who’s waiting feels.

All of us have dark side even the moon have.