I was looking to the sea , to the sky and to the moon . And I was thinking why the moon dies every morning for the sun . It's like true love . Sun dies for the moon and moon dies for the sun . I was dreaming about a love story like that , it was so beautiful , it was a beautiful death . So why don't you put al your wishes on a paper and trying to make them . Just be happy , just be the person with the story you always dreamed about .
