What in past, is past.What leaves for me is found really unbearable to recall.Something that has happened surely could not be worth repentance.Somebody that cast as a wave rider in the past could not be a man of mould.That is why we call it history.I still remember someone has changed my life into another style just lasts and will last for ever.It may not be her own conation.Nevertheless it is stuck in my heart.Maybe this moment of the next year,I will leave this city,leave all my friends to a fremdness.Maybe this moment of the next year,I could not see or stare at you yet once more.Howbeit,all this for me is not revealed to you insomuch as I have no courage to say so.Some words were typed many a time but not sent round to you.Do you know how badly I wanna tell you that just give me an opportunity to love you.I have waited for 4 years just for that moment.But you could not make a decision at that time.I was frustrated.I could imagine that there was only one year for me to love you,to be together with you.I could not miss that chance again.I would go,go to a fremdness that is a world without you.Can you imagine how sore I will suffer.I once swore that I only love you for a lifetime.But I know every person has his own way to live.So I concede.Just waiting for you.