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Editor's note: slowly getting old together,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych]! Always at a time when the heartache want him,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], some people say love is a sweet burden,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and today I finally felt. He wants to succeed in holding together through the familiar corner, trembling with the memories of the original afraid, however, did not expect so soon, love began to slowly wither away.
once, we, two people happy, and now have only a personal taste, and he told me: Do not want to cry, because my boys will feel bad, because I fear to such a person to the old, never believed the end of time love, what would be like, hold hands and grow old with you, maybe a mirage, eh ? No one can tell me the answer, because they are afraid, I know.
11 bus is a happy end of the harbor, south of the town north of love,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], originally, and it is destined. So, I finally know that life of which he is a fate, very lucky, tired of love, he kissed me dry the tears, telling me not leave me embarrassed. Embrace is a force, let me have the courage to face the pain of injury to face the future. Perhaps the next corner, love will slip away secretly, I will not cry, come a Sentimental through the confusion, I think I have learned to be strong without love.
think he took me all over the city's streets, Hou-style hot pot, donkey fire, KFC, McDonald's, the original also make a person this way, so he ate did not taste the sadness. Happened, standing once passed through the fork, left to right, are no longer looking back, afraid that a little pain would devour me out,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I do not brave, in fact, I know. Sweet, but a trace of melancholy.
see a huge poster of wedding photography, I know, a little bride is a kind of beauty that every girl wants, me too. Be given points for a long time, unconsciously moistened with tears the heart angle, and when, to be his bride ... ... vibration, I realized that the phone in the romantic, original, not what I wanted.
tired, but how can not bear to throw it away,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], once we agreed to let each other alone to hurt each other, but why now, always inadvertently find that our love, like,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], covered with haze, never becoming not scattered. Struggled for a long time in the emotions, and finally once again give it all without effort, so, so, I became unruly princess, pampered, let him pain. There was still a boy walked into my eyes, but also how not break my heart, because there has been in charge, I have no right to who came in without permission, he allowed, so I do not allow. Perhaps one day, he will be aggrieved will not find the direction of confusion, Even if a person can learn to heal, but you can not open the door of atrial not, I know, he gave me the key, lock it in his heart, and I put that always clenched in his hand, who also took no.
love is like, happiness is far greater than sorrow,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], we agreed, as soon as possible, I will be his most beautiful bride and slowly growing old with him!相关的主题文章：

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Both my parents came from towns in Mexico. I was born in El Paso, Texas, and when I was four, my family moved to a housing project in East Los Angeles.
Even though we struggled to make ends meet, my parents stressed1) to me and my four brothers and sisters how fortunate we were to live in a great country with limitless opportunities. They imbued2) in us the concepts of family, faith and patriotism.
I got my first real job when I was ten. My dad, Benjamin, injured his back working in a cardboard-box factory and was retrained as a hairstylist. He rented space in a little mall and gave his shop the fancy name of Mr. Ben's Coiffure3).
The owner of the shopping center gave Dad a discount on his rent for cleaning the parking lot three nights a week, which meant getting up at 3 a.m. To pick up trash, Dad used a little machine that looked like a lawn mower. Mom and I emptied garbage cans and picked up litter4) by hand. It took two to three hours to clean the lot. I'd sleep in the car on the way home.