Different Meduim Hairstyles

Things are not like yesterday,
steamed-up windows everywhere,
or maybe it just my imagination trying to profess
a revelation. Today


walk down the street looking for the path you taught me in those days

solitude in which I could not find. Old


lit alleys on that summer day.

Those words should never be foretold.

Maybe it was that feeling of friendship
,
appeared this on a shelf, but is now submerged
kindness. Confucianism


feel this causes me terrible pain.

I see that we do not share the same feelings.

now all over, I
standing on its foundations. Forget all those pampering
,
was a traitor,
of those moments of candor.

I wanted more than a friend, but only won miss

and ended with a gap waiting
even get out of this abyss. Even

hope
tell you what I feel even in my last breath. Even
aware of your answer,
to be dismal, even love
say that like you.