I put my hands up to my face. So hard for me to just embrace the lens. The moment's gone and now I'm dry. And how the camera can reply. . Cool babies and soft operations.
Cry, as much I want to. Weep, I know I can't have you. I wipe my tears away, away. . I try, I try, I try. . Wish, wish for the summer. Want, to pull over under.