Loving you took a whole once, forgetting you took all the rest of my life. Here is the exquisite love prose I shared with you!
Promise you a spring bloom
There is a kind of encounter, not invited, but the heart has the same feeling; there is a kind of gaze, not far from not close, but has always been in the watchful eye; the landscape meets, about strangers, your bright smile, is the warmth of the city of my heart, you, I'm in the most perfect understanding of the city, it is with the A flower blooms brightly, witnessed the whole spring.
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The thin spring breeze ruffled the skirt of the season, I was in front of the window in the sunshine, watching the tiny dust particles slowly drift down, with lonely words, writing shallow sentiment, let the thoughts of the wings, rendering the long time, so that full of tenderness, in the heart, lingering in love, the heart of the matter, such as a river of spring water, in the wind. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The taste of missing a person, there is a longing for the expectation, there is a thumping heart of joy, there are a thousand turns of melancholy, there is a heart to heart aftertaste, and more or happiness, such as the warmth of the sun in March in the heart, bright, warm, and a wisp of sweetness.
In the millions of people can meet with you, really good. With your day, I embrace a happy, will be bright engraved, so happy to splash, because of you, ordinary days have color, sunrise and sunset have a warm aftertaste. Thank you for meeting you in this life, from now on my heart is no longer lonely; thank you for such a you, rich my years and years.
The lack of moon for the poem, the moon for the painting, I hold the hand of the book, your heart full of fragrance, the eyes are tender and loving affection, the heart flows with the happiness of the world of fireworks. Heart to heart distance is to know; love and love distance is to know; love and love distance is to appreciate, the warmest love is to accompany, even if there are a hundred winks of red on earth, the weak water three thousand, I only take a dipper, any time passes, the heart of the most loved, or the most beautiful you.
Often think, you are from the Tang poetry and Song lyrics to come to the flamboyant young man, I am the girl in the drizzle of Jiangnan, holding an oil-paper umbrella, out of the millennium dream of the water town, just to meet with you at the moment of the heartbeat. You have a white dress and dance with the wind, I have a zither sound gentle and long, we must have a past life origin, destined to meet in this life to know each other, otherwise why are you so understand me, understand the melancholy between my eyebrows, understand my text in the light of the sadness, understand my heart if the snow of the sweet.
拈一个瘦笔，写不尽柔情几许，吟一阙清词，诉不完相思点点，喜欢看你灿烂的笑脸，喜欢看你写的诗，因为我喜爱桃花，你便在繁忙中rolling，来陪我看三月桃花，记得你曾说，我就是你心中的桃花仙子，其实你可曾明白，我只想做你怀中那个柔柔柔的女子。
The winds of the current year have wrinkled the ripples in the bottom of the heart, want you, in the lonely text; read you, in the sleepless night, for you, I am willing to do a tree, not for the verdant and upright, only to be able to guard the side of the road that you must pass through; for you, I am willing to open into a small flower, not for the moment of splendor, but only for the most beautiful face to show to you.
Like a person, can be a mountain across the water watching; can also be hand in hand to see each other do not get tired of, a place in the heart of the language, the two places to say, whose eyes decorated the dream of who touched the touch of who's eyebrow love is the eyes of the eyes and eyes of the lookout, is the heart of the heart and the heart of the communication, the flow of true love is the deepest touch of the years.
Swing a light boat, looking for the heart of the loving; plant a red bean, do the mark of the years, I use the most tender good treatment, read your shadow, with a bright gesture, gifting you a wisp of warmth, holding your hand, smiling at the years, even if the happiness is just a short stay, I'm willing to pour a world of tenderness, sketching the appearance of the first time I met you.
On the road of love, never expect to encounter how many miracles, only wish to be with someone, holding the warmth of all the way along, in the ordinary years, not away, not give up. Walked through the years of the mountain high water long, through the gathering of the journey, thankful that there is such a you, by my side, accompany me to cry, accompany me to laugh, accompany me to wait, accompany me to blossom, so that the spring of the bright, diffuse my fireworks on earth.
I would like to use the time of my life to write a poem for you. With time as a pen, years as paper, with love as a rhyme, with love as a tone, from romance to write to the plain, from the red face to write to the white hair, in the spring, the peach red willow new, spring blossoms, I and you spring water tea, plum boiled wine, in the summer, the flowers, willow green, warbler song and swallow dance, I and you, under the eaves to listen to the rain, the pond to see the lotus, in the autumn, the falling leaves, the flowers, and the full moon, I and you, with a fence to enjoy the moon, the red sleeves, in the winter, the mountains, rivers and silence, snowy, and the winter, the mountains and rivers, the snowy, and the snowy, and the snowy, and the snowy, and the snowy, and the winter, the mountains and the river silence
I would like to, you and my story, in the spring of the paper, cutting clouds for the paper, folding willow for the pen, clear dew for the ink, for you, for me, writing a legend; I would like to, my thoughts on you, to the wind and rain to bring you, that is written in the spring of the eyes of the tenderness of the peach blossom will be in full bloom, Surplus your heart full of joy, fill in a Queqing lyrics, a song of the heart, do not allow the day to be long, do not ask for the end of the world, only full of three months! The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products in the world.
This spring, I was in the distant north, planted a red bean from the south, let it be the end of the world. Perhaps love will always be a thousand times, perhaps life can not be complete, I still use the bright tone, promise you a spring flowers, to be remembered through the years, is the life of the most beautiful marks, white years, we finally did not live up to each other.
There is a kind of meeting, not invited, but the heart; there is a kind of gaze, not far from not close, but always on the watch; there is a kind of love, do not say get together, but never leave, never give up; there is a touch of love, like a shadow, fine pleasure. The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. Soft thoughts; a touch of heart, is the ink dense sentiment, you are, I am, the most perfect know how is also in, that is, with a flower blossom bright, witnessed the whole spring.
Because of you, love is called love
I'm your best good boy, with you, I don't have to wait for other people. Love is called love because it's you.
Love is what the opinions are diverse, no must theory.
For love, I used to expect a lot. Before I met you, I have always fantasized that my Prince Charming will be what you look like, he will not be the same as the fairy tale book, riding a handsome white horse, whistling, in the envy of the eyes of the crowd, holding up my hand, running to our happy life
Fantasized for a long, long time, but has not been met with what Prince Charming, and even the white horse did not see. So I can't help but sigh, fairy tale is fairy tale, that is used to cheat children. Then pat yourself on the head, whispering to yourself, realistic, children, the world where there is no Prince Charming ah, even if there is, but also in the experience of heavy trials and tribulations, he will come to your side. This thought, seems to be a lot of peace of mind, so continue to live, as always, the waves are not shocked, go to work, get off work, cook, sleep, and occasionally daze, think about that unattainable love ......
Your appearance, completely unexpected, and with the previous envisioned plot is completely different. Neither in a sunset afternoon, nor in a rainy Jiangnan town, that day the wind did not blow up my hair, because that day I tied up my hair. Our encounter had nothing to do with romance. More, we are that passer-by A and B, just because in the moment of rubbing shoulders, more look at each other, so that thing called longing in the heart began to take root and germinate.
We know each other, and then we fall in love.
The days of love are always so happy. We are the same as all the lovers in the world, holding hands shopping, hugging and kissing, sending each other small gifts, eating roadside barbecue, go home together. When there is nothing else to do, we will snuggle with each other and start to think about our future. I said, I want to do your little lady, to cook for you; to give you laundry; in your work, silently accompany you; in your late return to the night, quietly waiting for you; in your sick, anxious to wait for you, in your car, put an apple, to your bag secretly stuffed with some snacks ...... I said, I want you to become the world's most I want to make your friends envious and jealous of you. Every time I say this, the corners of your mouth rise and you don't say a word. Is not believe it
You never give me the promise of what, because you understand that men can not easily promise, promise promise, are the debt owed in the previous life, you said that this life has no way to pay off, the next life will have to go after to return, it will be tired, so simply do not go to the promise, lest you always let go, delayed your happiness. You said the most one is, I will do it with all my heart, because I met you. In fact, I understand very well, you will not say what sweet words, but you will be in my nightmares when I said, good, don't be afraid, there is me in it;
You do not have any bravado, but you will be at the end of my time to pick me up and go home, even if you are very busy; you will not be able to engage in any romance, but you will be in my birthday, should be opposite to me to send blessings of the message; you will not be what petty, but you will be in my frozen The shivering time, wrapped me into your coat, and then told me, more clothes ah, good, frozen cold, to take medicine, very bitter, very bitter, you do not like ...... So I nodded, as if I had smelled the flavor of the medicine the same. There are your days, life is always sunny, you accompany me crazy, let me naughty. You just smile, look at me, occasionally say a good, obedient OK
Did not meet you before, I mind the love is a bombardment, is to shock the world, after meeting you, I just understand that all the bombardment of love in the end to return to the plain, if not return to the plain, and then the mountain oath of love is just a flash in the pan, is not surprising. Because I love you, so I want to live with you together in the ordinary days. I'm willing to be in those in the rice, oil and salt, with you together, slowly grow old, until the gray hair when you still shouted me good, I am still reckless naughty mischief, and you can still only shake his head and say, good, obedient, OK
I often I said I am very contented. Before I met you, I like all the girls, are looking forward to their own Prince Charming, but at the moment I understand, I'm looking for not a Prince Charming, but a willingness to treat us as his princess. And you, did, so I am very happy, let us always so snuggly, in the firewood and oil and salt in the counting of spring, summer, fall and winter, until the time of the Shaohua exhaustion, we are still a big hand holding a small hand.
Floating life is like a dream, a dream of a thousand searches
A dream of a thousand searches, a thousand searches and who is a dream of a volume of scrolls as vast as the sea of the book, talking about the vicissitudes of history, and tells how many love and hate love of the children of the past and present. Who is the crescent moon like a hook in the autumn night, alone on the high floor, the end of the world look off just to solve the millennium of loneliness worries.
The jinx has no end, fifty strings, a string and a column of thoughts of Chinese years. The water pavilion, burning a column of sandalwood incense, head down to tune the piano, the melody stretches long, drunken curls of smoke. The breeze, clear and sunny, in the warmth of the sun in a sound dream. Forget about the geometry of the world, the red dust is right and wrong, how the face, and even forget who they are, the heart is like a wash, this is a dream that has nothing to do with the years.
The clouds are high, the word "goose" a few lines, that is who endless thoughts. Chrysanthemums and yellow, the west wind is bleak, falling flower petals piece by piece, flying like rain, but this rain is like drops of red tears, wet eyes, through the window. A season of autumn frost, reed reed vicissitudes, autumn water ripples shaking, wild mallard cruising, rice fragrance, the most red leaves broken people's intestines. Pulse of autumn water, is a thousand years away from the eyes, ethereal sadness, that is the three stone look at each other.
The clothes are not regrettable, for I consume people emaciated. The only thing that you need to do is to get a drunken dream. The rain falls in Xiaoxiang, pattering, dripping with some sadness. Smoke and rain hazy, the promenade quiet no trace, the courtyard, who is reciting poetry, sentence echoed in the rain. I left the remnants of the lotus to listen to the sound of the rain, that is sentimental singing, perhaps too long to turn the wheel, you will forget me in another street, forget to look back. And I'm still in the dark night long look, only for you to thin the mold, loneliness into a sad.
The love since ancient times hurt parting, more that can be cold fall Qingqiu Festival, where the wine woke up this evening, willow bank dawn wind and moon. The first time I saw the woman, I saw her again and again, and it was hard for her to find a way out, and it was hard for her to find a way out. The night of autumn, who lit a few fishing fires, to the long night brought a drop of starlight. Snuggle up to the appendage, raise the wine and look at the moon, where is the dream of the hometown, where it is no longer bleak. When the wine woke up, residual willow, just do not see your neon dress.
Flowers from the water from the flow, a kind of lovesickness, two idle sorrows. Another season of flowers fall melancholy, flowers bloom a season, only to reflect red with you. It is as watery as the years mercilessly, took away the years, but also drowned your figure. Once in front of the door of the peach garden waiting, a section of the white frequency continent upstairs watch. Perhaps this kind of lovesickness is also your idle sorrow at the end of the lights. The vague gaze, hand holding the red beans picked up in the South, in a veil like fog under the moonlight, accompanied by the red candle tossing and turning to the dawn of the day.
I live at the head of the Yangtze River, you live at the end of the Yangtze River, day by day I think of you do not see you, *** drink a river. The road is long, who knows where this road actually leads to, will be in which junction with you unexpectedly met, with you a heart to heart. Although I didn't see your figure as a flower, but I know that there is always a you are not far away and I look at each other. A river of spring water ripples, that is my thoughts wave wandering. Whether you are a jug of wine, flowers before the moon quietly savor, this will be an acacia into a dream song, gifted to the years, do not lose and do not forget.
The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The time has changed, the sea can be transformed into a mulberry, but the love of the years is still long, still unhurt. Just that a long-lasting vow, empty guard ten thousand years long, still not will you forget. Entangled in each other, a hundred million robberies, had wanted to a Bodhi tree, sitting Zen enlightenment, put down this worry of melancholy, who knows that everything is false, a person wandering in the streets of Lhasa, into the most beautiful lover.
The first time I took the flower bush, I was lazy to look back, and half of it was for cultivation and half of it was for the king. The piano strings are slowly picked, the flowers bloom, attracting bees and butterflies dancing and limbering up, the path is quiet, who left behind this picturesque scene, silently walked into the Zen room. From then on, the red dust was forgotten, and Zen meditation was practiced in the wind and rain. The original is either to leave or to let go. Flower fragrance, the bright moon like a disk of the night, the bay lake ripples, maybe the love affair is not over, maybe kung fu has not arrived, maybe really can not give up, maybe really see through, is really put down.
Peacock flying southeast, five miles a wandering, that is a kind of love affair, that is a promise of life and death, that is the floating dust phantom sea of a dream. Ask what is love in the world, and teach people to live and die together. How many infatuated children, for the love of determination, into a pair of colorful butterflies flying in the sky.
A dream of a thousand dreams, the depths of love is unforgettable. The first thing you need to do is to find a way to get to the top of the list. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and then you'll be able to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.
Holding you, sitting in the wine glass
A few had, but also remembered, spring deep, wine warm flowers deep. Geometry, winter shallow, drunken enjoy the snow. Feel the warm spring sun, feel the warmth of the red mud small fireplace.
At the same time, also feel the warmth of life. Often, life must be happy. And precisely, the temperature of the two individuals, added together, just the temperature of spring. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money from the company.
From time to time, I think, as long as there is love, as long as there is love, a heart will always bathe in spring. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and then you can get your hands on some of the most popular ones. The mandarin ducks play in the water, and the Nymphaea is pressed by the slender stalks. The grass and trees are lush and green in the springtime, and the flowers and trees are deep and dense with arctic air.
In the distance, the mountain rain wipes out the clouds and the sky reflects the color of the water; in the near distance, the villages are surrounded by smoky trees and the city walls are wrapped in green smoke. In this cozy scenery, there will be what the story of the birth of it or love or love-related, or not love, is still warm and frequent. A kind of broken thoughts, read into the bottom of the heart, a kind of Acacia intention, think into the bone. The first thing you need to know is how much you want to do, and how much you want to do it.
Often, at dusk, the drizzle is like a crisp. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and you'll be able to do that.
Like, in the light of the rain, I walked with a flower umbrella, and I walked silently in the rain on top of the water. I'd like to see that curved January, like a brow bending slowly into the hair temples, smell the flowers and trees, like a wine cellar under the pear tree, emitting a sweet and mellow fragrance.
Especially like, dusk, listening to the rain patter, counting the falling flower petals, enjoy the silence of the cold, silently guarding a few minutes cool. The first thing you need to do is to get the best out of the world, and you'll be able to do it all in one place.
Personality is the early spring weather, how warm and still cold, especially in winter, cold approaching. A stove fire on the slow fire warmed a pot of wine, carbon in the hearth bursting burning, wine in the pot boiling, fragrant fog, wine gas in the face. This time, the heart is also like that stove carbon, love is also like that pot of wine, in the joyful singing, in the joyful. Silently, silently, a person in the obsessive waiting for a person, waiting for a love confession.
With me, sure that there will be a meeting in this life, with whom I think must be with my favorite, must be with you. As if, early on a kind of premonition, as if waiting for you a thousand thousand years.
Then meet, in what time is the best it seems in the spring time, maybe it will be the fall, or winter. However, regardless of the spring flowers, autumn and moon, regardless of winter snow summer wind. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal on a new product or service. As long as you meet, it's not too late. As long as it is you, as long as my favorite you, is all good, just right good.
In fact, there has always been such a feeling, the feeling that you early stay in my heart. Your smiling face, your hands and feet, your murmur, never rusty, kind and natural. It's as if you've always been there, as if we've always been together. Love is inherent, love is inherent, everything has been there for a long time. The first thing you need to do is to find a way to get the best out of your life, and you'll be able to do it without any problems.
Oh, whether about you, I have long been very familiar with it. As early as a few thousand years it, perhaps, because the previous life has a destiny; perhaps, just because you and I love too deep, love is too persistent. In this world, there will be a chance to meet again, and then renew the previous destiny.
Think of the spring, spring rain lingering, delicate warbler pear flowers under the light cry, frogs and toads under the green lotus hold terrier drum noise. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and you'll be able to do it all on your own. Cows and sheep down the hill, shepherd boy cross flute leisurely, farmers busy hoeing field. The field seedling lifted his head to irrigate to his heart's content, and everything on the ground was open and excited to bathe.
Walking in the spring breeze, moved closer to the eye, pleasing to the eye who moved closer to the eye, beautiful flowers which happy with me, no longer stay, no longer hesitate. My feet to speed up the pace, a few steps, I am anxious to go forward to meet with you. Hopefully, you come I did not leave, hopefully, you in, I have come.
The water on the Mekong, seems to sound your footsteps, together with the waterfowl Guan Guan's clear singing. In this spring rain, the sound is a melodious, heartfelt love song. The spring breeze, willow like your hair, floating up wisps of warm fragrance.
The world, far from what you think so bad, and not as romantic as you think. The world is like this, whether you like it or not, no matter how you hate or love it. You can't want a forever, you can't sway an eternity. The so-called forever is a moment, the so-called eternal is a moment.
Falling in love with someone is that one moment, that is forever. Falling in love with a person is so a glance, a glance of the world, a glance of eternity. Love and not love is very clear, love is love, not love is not love. Molding two can be, that is not love, that is ambiguous, and even ambiguous is not, what is not, garbage, dung is not as good.
Saying that the world is unpredictable or not, saying that the world is unpredictable or not. When the wind rose at that moment, when the untamed fate attacked you. Who guards my side, who steadfastly love me to support me this person, must be you, must be the one who loves me y with all his heart. Then the same with me, also the same, I no matter how you, as you love me as much as you love you, or, especially more to love you.
No matter how the wind and rain shakes, no matter how bad words hurt you; no matter whether you are depressed or strong, no matter whether you are decadent or enterprising. A I, steadfastly guarded beside you, a I, snuggling together beside you.
When the wind rises, I want to hold you tight and sit in a glass of wine. Let the wind blow, let the festival change, let the cold force. I will pass the warmth to you, I will pass the enthusiasm to you, I will surround you with my joy my happiness. Not to let you be lonely, not to let you be afraid. To fill you with joy and happiness. To you to find confidence, to find the reason to no longer decadent.
Yes, not to let you suffer the slightest cold and harm. In the warmth of love, enjoy the most beautiful life, show your passion and talent.
Perhaps, everyone is looking for love, perhaps everyone is in pursuit of the true meaning of love. In fact, my love, has always been the most simple, simple to I love you, simple to love you, simple to a word a you. Love in the end, is a you, full of heart, full of mind, full of the world, no longer have him no self, is simply a you.
There may be a lot of people like the roaring love, there may be a lot of people like waves of romantic love. With me, like, quietly to love you, like to love you in a glass of wine. With the moon, with the flower tree. With the snowy day, with the winter sun. Full of a cup of wine for you, hot with you a drink.
Life will not be smooth sailing, love is facing the wind and rain. Only in the hardship of mutual encouragement, only to see a true love, only in the long road of life to support each other, only to get a sincere and unchanging love.
Walked through the vicissitudes of life, walked through the hardships and obstacles, walked through thousands of mountains. Perhaps until this time to sit down quietly, sitting on a cup of wine before a fire, a fire before, under a roof.
At this time, the wind is light, at this moment, the wind and smoke are clean. Look at the blue sky, blue as a wash. I saw a white cloud floating over, cast on the tree flowers and leaves, and fell into the wine cup. The wine degree refracts the temperature of the sun, the temperature of the home, the temperature of love.
A moment, the cup also seems to have a big dry. You can hear the waves, tigers and dragons. Can be witnessed, the wind and clouds, white waves. A cloud, swirling in the cup, in the heart of the whirlwind, thousands of love. No words, no words, no words, no words, no words.
Hold you tight, in a cup of wine, let the wind and rain drift away, let the rain and snow fall. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it. I'm not going to be able to get a good look at you, but I'm going to be able to get a good look at you. Hold you tight, tell each other your heart, hold you tight, **** bitter and sweet.
Look at the cloudy sky in the cup, look at the cup of the Qiankun wheel. As if between the clouds in the wine, wine in the clouds, clouds and water rising in the wine fragrance in the wine gas in the life, in the light of the day, in the deep love. Not to ask how the future, not to remember how the past. I'm not going to ask what the future holds, I'm not going to remember what the past held.
Tranquility is the warmth of the blossoms, and the drink is the appendage of the drunkenness. The first thing you need to do is to get the best out of your life, and then you'll be able to get the best out of your life, and then you'll be able to get the best out of your life. Then, pay attention to the wing down, happy to a cloud, worry about a tree flower, a mountain, a water, a river, a river; small to a porridge, a meal, a seat, a coverlet. The two of them are not tired of looking at each other, relative to each other.
When the rain comes, I'm going to raise an umbrella to protect you at the side; when the cold front comes, I'm going to raise a fire for you to warm you in the chest; when the wind rises, I'm going to hold on to you and sit in a glass of wine.
Companionship is the longest confession
Whom will I meet at the next corner, whose tears are flying in the corners again, none of us can predict and none of us can avoid. I've forgotten when the last time I was sad and in tears, just occasionally flipping through space, suddenly saw this sentence: companionship is the longest confession. Then it was touched, so the memory is also with the reverse, those years, those people or things that we have forgotten, I can only feel sorry.
Because often work outside, so rarely get together with you. I can't guarantee that all of us love how solid at the moment, but at the moment the only has always accompanied their own, fingers are able to count, for always never leave, I will take life to cherish. Time is very long, long so that we do not know what to do in the future; time is also very short, short so that we always want to think about some things as if it happened yesterday. Those deep and shallow memories, those childish unlike words, dear, stop around, please do not mind, because we do not have the potential to regret. Those who talk about talking about never have more precious than those who give you results on the down low.
Love is never as reliable as friendship. Boyfriends can give you warmth, big embrace, girlfriends can; boyfriends can give you comfort when you are sad, girlfriends can make you happy and constantly do very funny things. Good friendship is definitely able to rival an ordinary love. Previously talked about the great love, I always thought that the person can accompany me for a long time, long to the point of my own can not believe, but there will always be someone will grow, there will always be someone will leave, just a sentence, you have changed, angry how many people, and then never see each other again.
How dirty is this world and how hard is it to guess the human heart. From a child you drop tears, classmates are gathered around to ask you how to junior high school you lie on the table is just a group of iron friends ran over to say don't be difficult, and then high school and college you don't talk about the rotten expression is just beside the girlfriends will touch your head, and directly hold you to the end of the class you did the wrong thing was scolded by the leader of the dog lying on his desk bawling no one cares about you. People's lives, see through, is so a few bad reasoning, and why have to force what. The process, I hope someone accompanied.
There are still times when I miss those carefree old times, I will miss the smiling face, always accompanied by the people around us, no matter whether they really stay with us, but I hope everything is fine. I will expect and always expect that I will be your longest confession.