Sal, I want to hold your hand

Original Author: Devil's sorrow
Address: http://wow.game.mop.com/news/dynamic/2006-06/15_28291.shtml

Seramo entered the rainy season again, just like my face when I thought of you. The rain kept underground, and I kept crying. Sorry, I promised that you could not cry easily, but I had to cry, or stop crying ......

Otherwise, where can we use so much water?

The sky outside the window is haze, and my heart is also haze. The SENT-away tribal diplomats have been on a boat. As I watched him go onto the deck, my mind showed that you and I walked onto this continent for the first time many years ago, and we were together many years ago.

In the eyes of others, I am a strong female. Only by your side can I return to that little girl. At that time, I was always crying, and I couldn't let out the blizzard. when the blizzard was released, I remembered that he would cry, and you would hold my hand and say: "Please freely ......" The Prince has never been so gentle.

I have some small vulnerabilities and small ones that are difficult to name. When I cry, I am always extended. I like to hold your hand. Your hand is so broad that it will always accommodate me. I put away my gorgeous dress and we will be together when the last tear drops.

But now we are not together.

So my tears will never be dispersed. Because of the tears, my face is always filled with bright sorrow, so I like your face, and I like your face to look at the face of the sky at forty-five degrees, I like you, which is filled with time and melancholy. It gives me the courage to face my father. However, it also gives us the courage to leave. Now, I can only see this face in my dream. At this moment, I always cry and reach out, and it will be so cruelly broken and disappear.

I have never blinked, And I have cried for you.

I have said that I really don't want to read it. I have said goodbye and may not be able to see it again.

The rain outside the window gradually stops, but there will never be sunshine after the rain in the dust swamp, just as I miss your mood. In this rainy season, sorrow is always fast and fast. It easily pushes me down and then cruelly leaves, just like you.

The rainy season leaves a constant swamp for this continent, and you also leave a permanent rainy season in my heart.

Sal, I want to hold your hand! Please take me away from this swamp, please take me away from these disputes, please take me away from this Everlasting, sad!