i wish my father kissed me as much as i kissed you…
life is a bird, it flies not visible. It is an eternal memory that cannot be erased from the heart. if fate does erase it one day, keep my name as a souvenir. trees rot, people die. if i die, my lifeless dream remains a memory…
stopped and kissed once more…
everyone has a hero… who is my hero… i don’t think you know who mine is.yet it is not you.
if I didn’t love, you wouldn’t be such a sip in my coffee. i’m walking away from all memories no street leads to you.
