Simply put, we're all bubbles, bursting at the slightest touch. Tears are the fireworks of love. Yesterday flew past my window like an airplane.
I have nothing, and I hold out both hands, ready to give or take whatever you want, until you long to be free. When you're hurting, I won't turn away. Like leaves that willingly let the wind carry them off. I simply loved, and I'm still me. I simply got hurt, but that doesn't mean I lived in vain. I simply went mad, carried away by a dream. When the story ends, the heart is happy to be lonely. Paused for now. If nobody reads it, I'll revise it. After some time, I'll bring back the perfect version of Simply Put! BELIEVE ME!
Haha, really no one is watching~ Pity yourself