You know what is my mind rite now ? My dream loves me. I want to say him, my dream ... love me. He knows me that much, me to him ... once never enough, he knows me that I always say ... my dream ... I want again. My fingers so much want send him message or mail directly. But I dont do that. Maybe he doesn't like it, maybe he won't reply, maybe he says something which makes me cry, maybe I disturb him, and many maybe. Then what I am doing rite now ?posting here, remaining what we used do in love, so much hate these tears running down. So much hate why I have to cry.