I have my beautiful

Out of the window cleared. The house continued to rain. I smile. Does not mean I'm happy. I have an umbrella, not just to shelter from the rain. You will never understand my thinking. I want to hug everyone, but I had to warm myself, please bear with me. Because I have to practice to tolerate you. My heart is often snow, regardless of the weather. It is always a sudden freeze, unable to discuss. I look to the world of flowers in full bloom. , Fixed absent. My heart started to snow, snow covers all silent. Annihilation of confusion, pride and sorrow. Cool when things go silent, the world suddenly becomes clear. So, do not be sad for me, I have my beautiful. It is just the beginning.