My love which is not mature and sensitive is like an ice,
Ice is going to be melted under the sun shine.
But it’s lovely to see it, the melting ice.
I am interested in myself, with the melting ice.
You, my potential girlfriend is a bit moody,
who also is shy and stingy in love.
I am not sure we will be in love soon.
We must take time to do that.
The sun is shine and the weather is fine.
The flowers are blossom and they have full of fragrances.
I love you, my girl and you should love me back.
I’m too serious in love.
What is love? I don’t know it exactly, but I know that I love you so much.
I might cry because of you,
Because of love.
I’m sensitive in live.

September, 2008.