For many years, I still run away himself. Because you do not have to be painful separation between us. It's too big, so I had to forget in order to continue living. Now I have grown up. So you need to look at things with legs, its original value. I must admit that I had broken up. You must accept the fact that I will forever not become an important part of his life. It is perhaps his choice right from the beginning you knew. Well, the love he had broken down the drain long ago. But perhaps it never was something, which in turn will shattered. All that is emotional and my own imagination. Now I know, I had to forget him to be able to go forward. Photos and his feelings will fade in memory. With all that has passed, please just go away forever.
Fall is slowly drifting in the late season. The more yellow leaves fall. Love myself have passed on each leaf Autumn And I have lived so many years in the cold of winter. These feelings about him in this fall probably just nostalgia. So did his round of 5 years apart and they must. After 5 years they catch up with his feelings that day. That is apart forever, giving up to the end of the heart. Why until now they have enough courage and maturity to accept that. The years have passed, I like riding in the wind, and swim with clouds. It was not until now new brother went on the ground. He has left me long ago, I had to move on alone. Despite knowing that the road ahead of me bumpy and challenging. But that is my own life. I would appreciate it.
Happy days will somehow have fallen. Happy with a man, it's quite fragile, fragile. Why my happiness with him again just moments fragile? Why it flashed to flew away like a wind? Does our love themselves just as things wind, clouds, moon, stars? Now in my soul imbued new feeling for his lost love. The feeling that 5 years ago you had to make it numb, to be able to continue living. I feel that this feeling is also very sweet. Because I had the guts to embrace everything in life bitter. And you know, behind these feelings. I'll be back as the days of peace and happiness. The sky will be blue again a traditional dyeing of Autumn Space will be in the morning, and it is always very green grass. Would not such a dark sky in my soul now. Everything will be gone by very quickly. I knew it! If his life on the road bumped into each other. They begged us not to recognize each other. Do more once again stick together, then separated. Because what you did was very unhappy and miserable!
Author: Pham Thi Hoi
Fall is slowly drifting in the late season. The more yellow leaves fall. Love myself have passed on each leaf Autumn And I have lived so many years in the cold of winter. These feelings about him in this fall probably just nostalgia. So did his round of 5 years apart and they must. After 5 years they catch up with his feelings that day. That is apart forever, giving up to the end of the heart. Why until now they have enough courage and maturity to accept that. The years have passed, I like riding in the wind, and swim with clouds. It was not until now new brother went on the ground. He has left me long ago, I had to move on alone. Despite knowing that the road ahead of me bumpy and challenging. But that is my own life. I would appreciate it.
Happy days will somehow have fallen. Happy with a man, it's quite fragile, fragile. Why my happiness with him again just moments fragile? Why it flashed to flew away like a wind? Does our love themselves just as things wind, clouds, moon, stars? Now in my soul imbued new feeling for his lost love. The feeling that 5 years ago you had to make it numb, to be able to continue living. I feel that this feeling is also very sweet. Because I had the guts to embrace everything in life bitter. And you know, behind these feelings. I'll be back as the days of peace and happiness. The sky will be blue again a traditional dyeing of Autumn Space will be in the morning, and it is always very green grass. Would not such a dark sky in my soul now. Everything will be gone by very quickly. I knew it! If his life on the road bumped into each other. They begged us not to recognize each other. Do more once again stick together, then separated. Because what you did was very unhappy and miserable!
Author: Pham Thi Hoi
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