her in mother by Rut Novyanti

I need to stop loving you And you also forget me must Don't hunt me Because I've already forgot you This is so long, it's my pride's sore It knifes my heart slowly But I swear forever I yearn to blank over you When you ready to leave me It's like I have roots on your land But I must let my roots out of your land My roots will set off to seek for the new land

Ruth's: My honey bee

Bee, so you are looked like. Like you in one package. Your voice is so noisy. When you hit me, I would be hurt. But, you are sweet as sweet as your honey, Honey. :rutnovyanti: