That year the man

late at night [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], noisy city quiet day [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], the soft music mixed with a plume of smoke rings filled the room. Sitting in front of the computer , ears heard the familiar melody, the song was like a key to open the dusty memory.

have not seen the yellow goes graduation photo [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but also clearly see that was deliberately uncomfortable when standing behind her and her beautiful smile. I remember each time because of the blackboard to do her existence and become so more to look forward , as have her three times in the school a short time and people think the campus was beautiful, but also wanted to talk about graduation will be the tension The shy and without any words, did not even come and say goodbye to pass has become our eternal farewell.

how many have been real long night with her hand , opened his eyes and can only work if the search mind breakpoint fragment. In the next few years still retains language that can not be sent , also lost in a certain corner, only occasionally in the dead of night in which only vaguely remember bits and pieces .

many years have passed, I do not know where she is currently residing in sometimes think of that age of innocence of the ignorant youth , does not want to disturb each other for a better life Also do not want dusty memories renewed ripples ... ...

Now I know that year , that person , those things can only recover the memory is not ... ...