luctant to leave.
sometimes i saw in the crowd around, i began to feel not complicated, but a heartfelt lonely, i really hope is always sad. people about in a rush, occasionally some people through me, is only a flash, bring a cold winter belong to. my heart is in that instant the shivering, perhaps that from my side brush over the pedestrian is cold. this rush of people like me, let me feel confused about all this, we are good to which side. everyone walking is need a reason, but i think everyone is walking without reason, maybe it started, but later we have gradually dismissed. that we also forgot his own walk, in what way is to walk.
many people speak, actually is a dream, the other is the hope, dream, more is an attempt to expect. we just stay forever, and other s