honeyhanna

It is so difficult to release. But feelings do not go that counterattacking clay, unfortunately.

I can load danger spirit few panic sometimes. Correct panic. It is horrible.
It hurts. For although I become 100 years old comes I enough to lack
 you little. For despite everything was you a piece of me.

I want to sow gladly to release you.
Entire.

It that intimidates me most is that I not wanted to release you entire.
And I doubt than today. For when I am as happiest glances I back
to you.
With diligence.
Not so awkward in view of that you each one small piece of me.