‏دلم برات تنگ شده عزیزم، بیا دوباره ناامیدم کن.

"کم مبین خود را،که از بسیار هم بیشی."

it's over, but i'm still there
in our little nightly talks, when you innocently laughed at simple things. in our pretty memories, when the weather was cold. cold makes everything about you. it remindes me you. the way you talked, you walked, you laughed, you drew. you showed me your hands. those tinies were colored. colored by love,by me,by my kisses. but it sounds you didn't like that. you hit me. you hit all my love back and i'll never ask you why, but will you ever think about the "why"? the reason of your selfish behave, the reason of why you're tired of me. btw, it's not gonna be like you're a bad person or you don't deserve my love, it's just that you deserve a better love. a better person. a better time.

باشه...ولی تو قشنگ تر ازین حرفا بودی،اینی که شدی به تو نمیاد.

Where did you come from? I bet heaven.

بابا این هوایی هایی که من می‌زنی،اینا رو من به بهونه ی اسپم از تلگرامم پاک می‌کنم.?

انرژی های خوب بفرستید و برام دعا کنید به نوبه ی خودتون لطفاً،فردا المپیاد دارم.