Day light,
dark rain ..
drizzling did not go down.
long ago this rarely comes ..
To the person I love.
in this small room I write,
an expression of heart and sincerity.
about my old sense of immunity ...
lights just stuck on a sheet,
side by side with black pen.
in front there is a love heart ...
long time we rarely say hello.
span a long distance between us,
making me nostalgic and sometimes crazy ...
