I with your love 　
　　　　I seem to hand over not and mutually with your love of horizon, 　
　　　　I am heading uping constantly, 　
　　　　You are getting down constantly, 　
　　　　So,we are between the natural affection and the friends hipalways! 　
　　　　We may these two horizons meet? 　
　
　　　　I seem disappointment with your love, 　
　　　　The thing hoping each time, 　
　　　　All became disappointment. 　
　　　　That ising because of what we hope will disappoint 　
　
　　　　May be the God gives us two of pain! 　
　　　　I don't think the God played with again us. 　
　　　　We are originally the best the best friends! 　
　　　　Why does the God want us so?