for me,now,happiness is not real.
but i hope you'll find the real one,mag.

hey let me tell you a stories,
yesterday,i got myself going around neighbour,passing your front street,buying some milk in wallmart and then i go to video ezy.

yes,it was sunday who did that.

you know mag,along that day i wish i could turn back time,
but i cant.


ps:
i miss you too,but to tell you the truth,i am not ready.
i was completely afraid.
afraid that you would see me differently.
afraid that you would think that there is no sunday in me now.
afraid that i made a great confrontation to you.

but then again,
yeah,i wish i could see you again.