Aries: tears of love

You are the wind I am sand, smell around the world.When the ram the love journey, doomed will not ordinary.They are 'wild, free of the family, in free space with the person I love run amuck.Thriving, vigorous, perhaps only Aries people have this burning their own feelings, even if a youth, even pay the blood, they all complaint or regret.

(The zodiac /astro/)

Just a weakened, lover's footsteps slow, the magic of love fade, love is the wind generally disappeared in the air.You is abandoned the grains of sand in the boundless desert, linger on memory and fantasy, a wipe tears wetted the first step of the land, but no longer calls no ever touched by heart.When the tears flow, you back to full moon only to find that the moon is bright, is no longer time, everything is already disconsolate!