the sweet scent that showered my dry throat my feelings begin to overflow continuously

just like following a soccer ball don't look at me with that same gaze I've already gotten used to the third year in office but what did I lose instead?

the adults who consider marriage as a penalty and the children who can never dream due to that because you're someone that I have fallen in love with, that girl that you have chosen is surely wonderful

the past where we were able to argue about anything even the slightly uncomfortable discussion of love can be done properly now, at this age

the more I wish for everyone to be happy the number of postcards taken with my husband increases the child that I wanted with you five years ago has no resemblance of me

I have many love and dreams but if I could have stepped up a little more more useless household-like complaints would have been made

wanting to run away from painful and melancholy things I don't need nights where I must drown in sweet cocktails facing the painful and melancholy things I run away once again from the long battle

one day seems to feel very long but one year passes by very quickly one year seems to feel very quick but how well will I be able to live my life?