I want and you to grow old. treasure of love each of 5 per second, and other very old very old, I still have your gentle hug and my sweet smile. Even if the subject to the re- large wronged, but also firmly believe that you are my this life of rely on, still in your arms, with you relative silly laugh. afraid after the days dull and simple, as long as you. holding hands, even if you more than sorry, and more angry, it will not loose, you pull up, that is a lifetime need to continue to write the beautiful.