I only keep you and put it on the C drive of my brain. Occasionally click to browse our past, half relying on fantasy and half relying on memories. I don't think you think I'm madly in love with you, it's because I molded you into the perfect lover who is far away from the hustle and bustle of the dirty world, just like the prince in Andersen's fairy tales that I watched when I was a child. Even in the princess's darkest moment, she can still be recognized at a glance from the crowd in all her colors.