Love is like a string of dreams.
It is all empty when awaken.
Perhaps I was born to be that much sentimental.
Thus, I am teased by love.
The dream we are chasing after, is vanished as time pass by.
We comprehend that love is out of our control completely,
only when we awaken.
I longed for flying high up to the sky,
and I was so much impulsive at the beginning.
If I still think of you someday,.... Read More