I have asked myself thousands of thousand, I am not able to give you the happiness of the person, I have a thousand of want to firmly say to you, I am the only one can give you happiness of the person, because except you I do not want to, but I do not know you will be my words also as a man's lie, because after all I am a man If you think I also will deceive you, then also take for granted, perhaps said also should, but my heart tells me, I did not deceive you, also did not deceive myself, I also never thought or willing to deceive you, but I have been a thousand of weigh my own weight, you would like to be with a with only me together, What qualifications do I have for you to be with me now, because I have nothing, I take what to love you, my heart? But he has already belonged to you, then besides him I have what?
Is there a moment that you are because of me?