Dear, I have always wanted to ask you, have you ever listened to the songs I recommended to you.
I've always wanted to know if you've ever loved me at all.
Maybe no matter how beautiful your fingers are, they can't strike true perfection.
You are my prince, the prince riding a white horse, but you have never stopped at my inn.
I am your princess, a princess in a wedding dress, but you didn't give me a diamond-encrusted ring.
I have never told you face to face that I am willing.
Fairy tales are just fairy tales after all, and they were annihilated in the early summer when we fell in love.
Conception:
What happened to the puppy? It's so vicious.