Sometimes D.
Sometimes I hear the wind whisper your name.Sometimes I feel the sun cannot warm my skin how your eyes do it.Sometimes the flame of my heart is so turned off that only you can give him a smile like a spark to recover that fire lost.Sometimes your absence let the time go so fast to turn yellow, like the pages of a book, my dreams and "graying" my heart.
Sometimes I feel the light of your face will never leave the dark corners of...
