it is better bo have love and lost than never to have loved at all。
hot summer。 cheerful cocktail。 you took my hand。 we fled into another world of ba nd。 you sat by my side， long hair tied behind
maybe god wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one， so that when we finally meet the person， we will kn
light vied with wine， elegance mixed with fragrance， laughing covered by greetings， the crowed was busy at handshaking。 you sto
my thought struggled at confessing， somehow hesitation ended in flinching。 i continued my role of a fool， clinched to my maiden
