Scared, I am.

Maintain an emotion spotlessly, softly, warmly, deeply. 
But I am so scared. It may disappear, even without any traces, without any foreseen. 


Like a long trip, you may lose all, at the end. No matter how impressed you were, how precious you treated. 


I don't want to see how it goes. stay here, just in December, just for me.

I am scared, but do not want to learn that, let go of those amazing feelings. 

The Weakness

I think, we may keep a corner  in our heart, that no one else ever visited, even ourselves not to aware this mystery. 

This corner, somewhere in our heart, keeps mostly my weakness, I don't even tend to face it. But it would be lucky, to have a person, who knows well this secret,but still prefer to stay with me, even help to protect it, or help me to face it, I am not sure, if the one is really exist in such real life. 

If you are the one, would you please, gently treat me, just as the blue sky, keeps all my weakness but silently bright there. 

I hope, this is not just a legend. 

Reality On B 612

No, I don't read books at all. 

I live them. 


It should not be an accident, as drawing me back to those quiet long ways, the smell of the lonely rose which growth on that small planet.The reality is, my B-612 was discovered just following the year that, your son came to explore his world.  All the memory, however, even not harsh reality, just suddenly raises into tears. 


I went away. you went away. Before the next teardrop falls, on your way to school, which I call my short sweet trip, actually just a commute minute, we say hi, then say bye. 



Exploratory factor analysis and confirmatory factor analysis working very well in some cases, such as zodiac data. The grabs can be utmost sensitive, they might all die on these unsecured emotions. 





Me, too.

Optimize an experience

It can be complicated, how we move the first step further, regardless all of the world outside December. 

We step, quietly but in a wild and mixed, especially my side,emotions. 

The snow falls. you describe me. What you didn't aware is,If only, I can have a walk with you in such snow day in this life,a touchable, breathable, visible one, which extended from the untouchable, invisible December.

If there is really a fate, may it work exactly like this, please.
I am not just waiting, but striving. 

Despite the distance

There should be someone, comes across in the life, created an amazing relationship, which has the magic, to remove the fatigue of work, releases the stress of adversity, accompanies the period of despair and anxiety, shares the journey with all the joys and pains, in a warm intimacy.

Despite the distance that far, despite the difference that existed.

Even untouchable, invisible,somehow I feel it, enjoy it, that might be never, never coming into the reality.

That's  why I asked, for a hand. I am satisfied, even with the handwritten, stepping on breath.

To complete me

I received this text, from my French teacher, as a gift.



L'amitié est un penchant naturel qui nous attire l'un vers l'autre, 
et qui nous fait trouver notre bonheur dans le repos, la sécurité et l'intimité de cette liaison. 
L'amitié se fortifie doublement par l'habitude, 
parce que cette vie que nous associons à la notre, 
nous apporte comme un héritage toutes ses joies et toutes ses douleurs .

Is it a destiny to cross the way in such December?