You were like the grass. Each grew slightly trampled directly. Whether it's accidentally stepped on or not. However, you still survive and eventually grow again.
It sucks doesn't it?
I am. Yes, I always try to step on you. I'm afraid you grow into weeds until cover my eyes.
You can not grow.
Are you happy to spread that gaze? Gestures that are so typical ...
Deceive, until forget who is actually my first love? I was too confused to even find out who actually appears when I close my eyes?
Is that you?
No, you can not grow.
You are the wild grass that should be cut to the roots. Supposed to be.
However, I was only able to step on you. Let the roots remain stuck. Then, spread quickly to find a new place and trying to grow.
You're really sucks.
I'm upset about all of this. I hate the your eyes weaken. I hate your body gestures that always comes up every blinking my eyes.
You're so evil even though an angel wrapped in leather.
It feels terrible when you gaze at me in the dark and said, "Thank you ..."
I'm so afraid of looking at you.
You are a good and great guy. You can hypnotize other girls with all you have, can't you?
So please... Stop to grow wild. And we can be good friends.
