Line in your hands I try to drag off the line if ,
Vibram FiveFingers Classic
 feeling favor a kite chasing 
 
 If you truly do not want to fly back I understand 
 just absence apt ask you this drifting 
 who 
 you turn to that moment I suddenly found 
 
 a hollow I will face many merciless night 
 
 love me 1 last night in our back 
 
 When there is love,
Vibram FiveFingers, love me finish 
 
 as a return to the perfect punctuation 
 your gentle 
 I can then study it afresh in the eyes of your apology 
 tears I feel helpless and sorrowful 
 see you alternatively you misunderstood my meager 
 
 If you really want to fly I just want to ask 
 Blowing 
 midnight imagine you ambition remember while who 
 you have turned that moment 
 end of a hollow fantasy 
 me how to face the endless night 
 
 those I love again final night in our back 
 
 let love reside I love the flavor 
 behind again as the absolute punctuation 
 
 by dawn afterward the night ahead left me solo to miss 
 
 love me one back 
 even if wrong not regret leaving the flavor 
 
 to love to love I take back 
 wind and sleet namely not merely to celebrate the month 
 between us 
 memorable night 
 deep feelings of my hands that mark the line of who you are right