Your whisper is fast and silent. Those are newsreaders.
I love you.
But this doesn't bother me to watch modern movies of your country and observe the news of the same country.

I will never come, sweetheart... Not anymore. Relatives will visit me. I will not come despite seeing the country has been my dream for years. Maybe later, when pain is strong enough so that I won't feel it because of explosion of any feelings.

@музыка: Schwarz Stein: New Vogue Children

@настроение: angry