No matter how much we hate to remain hateful, as bad as any of us who love still love, it is not necessary to explain our good and evil, because who loves and loves us does not like it all, while those who hate us will not believe with it
the words of the heart filled with fake lulled hate at the end of the story, not hoping to have but promise you do not keep, very patient I wait for nothing definite, degrading love when hating sitting silent is not the definite, the longing heart hate the way say there is surely already in my heart, when I hope never come
