My heart is blowing,blowing in the wind. Just like the kite in the storm. Seems that you never show me some mercy. Seems that I have reached my life's end.
But,ain't you hurting my heart. We used to be in sweetness. Though there is always darkness. we used to pray that we never gonna give up each other.
But,ain't you hurting my heart. River is running,
Sun is shining, My heart is falling, And I,is dying.
Ain't you hurting my heart, The words you ever said,
I can't, standing. Ain't you hurting my heart,
Make me roaming. Ain't you hurting my heart,
Set me thinking. Thinking these sweet days, Which are going. Sometimes I can't wait to go home. On the other hand, should I worry about life at home? Maybe it will be as boring as that here, though I've made quite alot of plans. Really haev no idea how to live hapily and to the fullest. Anyway I just know I won't stop to learn. I want to be a sensible woman.I know maybe I will get hurt again. Anyway I feel so bad at the moment. Why I am always treated like this?
My Ideal Person:
I won't go out with these people:
whoever has not asked me to go out first, whoever keeps me waiting by the phone, whoever isn't sure he wants to date me, whoever drinks or does drug to extend to makes me feel uncomfortable, whoever is afraid to talk about our future, whoever is married, whoever is clearly not a good kind loving person. Be serious and honest to friends!
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