Before, I only thought of my own love life. Arbitrary, freely.
Without any trouble, and carefree days. Most people like this life.
Until just a phone call. .
I knew then how important my challenge. Responsibility coming up.
Pressure gradually moved here. I do not know how long I can stand?
I can not accept the fact that I know, but if I fell, as well as who can?
I did not tell anyone, I do not want to tell anyone.
I know I will not do, in short, I have to fight a fight. .
But so far, I still can not accept it.
I do not want my parents hard. And I have not done something.
I was the only one who knows the facts, how do I say?
Just like a huge rock and smashed in my heart.
Now, I have been unable to do anything.
I do not want to hurt my mother, how can I do?
Why? ! Why? !