Panerai Ferrari GranTurismo Chronograph – Lemania Hand Wind

Quiet night, I’m all alone sitting at a computer desk, pounding keyboards, to give it to a text, flowing white text at your fingertips, Panerai Ferrari GMT – Black – Asia 7750 GMT every word in my apex beat, trembling with the thought of you yo. Out the window, lined with tall buildings, only bits and pieces of the window revealed a dark light, but I know that no one lamp is lit for me.

Thoughts from my house to the spread of the past time, you have not left me all the previous glossy bright, seems to have become somewhat blurred,Panerai Ferrari GranTurismo Chronograph – Lemania Hand Wind and you forever but always clear and true blessing, already deeply into my heart, Writing in my life.
You always quietly entered my dream, we looked at each other quietly phase, you did not say anything with my passing, I stood in the wind, soft, long hair sways in the wind, will you lonely the back of crumple in the memory, the past becomes fragmented, the only miss stubborn spread to the surrounding.

Accustomed to a person on a moonlit night, silent to you. Think you look deep, like your warm embrace, like you flying in the air of wonder if you think you like me.You say, if you tried, just put your head on my shoulder, and long trip to put my shoulder as rely on, the best for a lifetime.

Smoke, past the oblivion of the past. Love is like the ashes of the sort that once flit, can depend on the shoulder, tepid palms, sincere vows, unexpectedly such as came flooding back recede, do not know when you are no longer hold once the firm, turned and walked away, like a shooting star silent night sky, the instant disappeared without trace has its shadow.

Just you still roaming in my gentle dreams, I still smell the breath of the familiar to you, in a twinkling, two men became parallel lines. Perhaps, I was just in her own world miss you, perhaps, you just looking for cheap.I was walking alone in a deserted streets, drizzle flapped in my face, also has wet my heart, under down his cheeks, and is not only the rain lonesome tears.

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