In my imagination of love,

I paint you in a leaf and put it to my diary....

I love painting just because of you..

In my imagination of love,

I always counting the days that when would we met.....

Every steps of my days are going difficult....

I always write a latter to think about you

But I feel afraid of to send a latter,

What will happen??!!

What will happen??!!

Feeling,

Scared

Scared
Ana Tanjina