No one knows how you feel. when flowers bloom. There is nothing in it. an empty bottle. Where and Time goes by. I have nothing to tell you. I don't want to know anything. Are you happy to be blessed? The place where we met and broke up. You didn't know anything. I'm walking in the trees. we were dreaming in the hallway. Maybe this is a selfish sick. Sometimes I dream. back then. We're not there. Maybe this is a selfish sick. Sometimes I dream. back then. We're not there. No one knows how you feel. when flowers bloom. War and life were born out of love.bloom.