Pi is infinite, I love you just like Pi, infinite, not circular.
That day, it was neither scorching hot nor freezing cold.
You and I are neither a match made in heaven nor a match made in heaven.
A passionate person like spring water,
A man who stays until dawn.
Your hand is no longer with me.
The empty playground and classroom will never be empty again because of a boy.
In a quiet home, no one would bother or quarrel with him.
Everything is gone.
[My writing style is terrible, don't dislike it. ]
Intention: To kill time after tea and dinner.
