鷸鴕的窩

don't wanna lost my faith.
to love someone else.
looking the words by your hands.
however i think that i miss.is it worse?
you let me know many things.
about those hates and loves.
walking down the green glass.thinking about those days.
many kisses.those words.deeping inside my memories.
can't find out why joy is turned to bitterness.
if somebody say that is torturous.
i say it make me clear to seeing you face.
so it might worth.