A kind of memories
Remember, you put the pain as a kind of memories.
But you are more in love with the kind of memories.
Not you dare to look forward to the future.
But your own to get smaller future.
The hope of the dream has become a phantom in the scenery.
You become not beautiful dream memories.
Only trouble and helpless to accompany you.
Because you do not cherish the love from each other's memories.
So only cold wind blowing your frustration and bitterness.
BY Night 2015/11/08