Some people meet online every day,
It's gon na be good. Leave a message.
How much time spent on the same thing,
And laughed at some of the short stories,
How many nights had it been spoken in the short text of the text?
How many early mornings have they received notice?
Watching the screen smile on the screen.
Only then did I know why,
After losing this man,
Is it done or wrong?
Or the others began to hate themselves,
He gradually ceased to notice his own message,
Nor will you praise any new updates ;
You're trying to find out why,
Try to analyze the reasoning from the past dialogue.
But at last he never understood his mind.
Even if you had had many words, you smiled,
But when he was bored,
He doesn't like what he sees when he doesn't like it.
There is always no trace of a test in words.
But he found the most amiable person in the network,
And myself ...
After a long time, you begin to understand,
Two people need real face to talk to each other.
It would be really close to being really close ;
It's just that you and him have never met each other too much.
It's used to keep in touch with each other on the net.
To meet his dearest side,
Until then, he suddenly discovered the difference between each other.
" If you find out what he is going to do, go further into the distance, "
The network is convenient for everyone to contact.
It is convenient to let each other go back without needing to spend time together.
There is no trace of a trail.
You still want to meet him and know more about each other.
But you never really know each other.
The microphone picked up, only silent.