Its the truth,as clear as the june's sky,and as deep as the bottom of the wishing well,that I have given you the most important part of my body,the heart.

And its so complicated that neither I can understand or create a logical explanation from it.I started to arrange the words that echoed with each beat of my heart,but there was meaningless lines infront of me, crumbling, withering,fading away like the shadow of someone that stands on the moon.

I wonder who lives on the Moon ?
Is he as white as the moonlight itself or is he as dark as the lunar eclipse ? I wonder what kind of face he'll make when he saw me staring hopelessly...