You are so much different.. from what you were back there in our 8 monthes.
You are so fucking different with your ol'facial expression of unknown and  with all that destroing soft music..
I am dread of you more and more. What's love? I do believe in what this love is. I DO fucking believe.
But why ain't I gettin' calm?.. Why ain't I sure. Why do I feel this strain?.. Whywhywhywhy..
Hellout. I'm podihaiyu..
 Ought a man to be a self-killah? I ought to say : I am a self-killah if it needs to be a such..
For You.
Ought a man to fall in love so fucking deep? I ought to reply : yes.. but only if he can prefer being a self-kallah in momentum. 

That's what I do.  I am a man who cannot pretend  living a life without You. Just think. And then.. Eat that.