Perhaps, my romantic so ordinary, so simple, my dear, because, I am doing my best, I give you the most lavish love.

Dear, you know, I know there is another person also in silently for you, my heart is not jealous, but a cold fear like brandy, because I am afraid to lose you, but I, also afraid of me is not good, afraid of my little love to melt your hot heart.

Perhaps, my dear, I have too many words, but in the inner depths of interwoven entanglements, I was not clear, I don't know where to start, the old calm awake, at that moment, but as the deep purple of the countless stars in the night sky, crisscross, blurred...

But, dear, there's a phrase I must say: "dear of, I have been in love you with all my heart, maybe, one day, you will find that I'm not as good as him and abandoned me, but please don't forget me, don't forget that, somewhere, somehow so-and-so has deep sincere love you."