Perhaps this is the fate, perhaps this is the legendary space arrangements. But I do not believe that. I would like to believe that once all this has become a reality reality. From that moment a broken heart, I can do about it? The desperately want to seize you, or your left. Moment, just a short moment. Time quietly become colorless. Huan made wine, strong music and tasteless. It is this kind of feeling. The rapid passage of memory. Leaving only a faint smell you. Forget it! Forgot to forget all of your life. Forget "shmily". Afraid to have forgotten to forget