it is only now i am free to write sth..
out of practice for a period of time..
there is no probability of my terrific writting..

this month hanged heavily,compared with August..
the happiness suddenly faded away,which used to be here all the time..
i was lost in a fog at every turn..

maybe i couldn’t take account of your busyness & pressure..
maybe i liked a fish out of water at the start..
even so,could you point it out ?
i not an unqualified lover at least i think..
i am breaking the bad habbits all along..
i will try..i will strive..

could you make allowance for my demerit?
could you put confidence in me a second time?
could you love me the same as ever?

all is apology..
i nill to be bereft of you..
you should know your preciousness for me..