To the next life lover, a love letter

Not a long way off their own hearts, I will miss lies in the dream, I ponder my sin, repentance in the original sin of their former D. I miss you for four seasons, missed the grain and vegetables. I will once again frozen in the Millennium There is no perception, I miss you put frozen, to keep you embrace the position, as you put out all the gratuitous language and the great cause sleeping. Would like to explore through the black hole, will be the only bright point in an ambush on the road to you!