Archive - Aug 8, 2008 - Article

dead heart

I was all alone in my life no friends no one all the time all alone.

I go out in weekends driving on the sreet listening to musics and back home

There were so many people who says they like me but my heart didn’t like them as someone special…..i smile and speck to my heart what are you waiting for and get reply back someone is there….wait….i smile and said ok