the two facts just hurt me.
even if i blind myself i could see it through with heart.
why?
none of my business, but why?
the happiest thing today was to sleep under the sunshine in the forest and spend a lazy late afternoon with bernia. the last glance she gave me from the window reminded me of my glance to the other girl when i was sixteen, or fifteen.
why i just kept following you?
why couldnt i stop?
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