It is best that we're well prepared, to resue the dying soul, You and I have the chance to mess up, and to find out the truth. You wish for, I anticipate a brand new tomorrow even if not perfect, it must be spectacular. But what to do, what every we say, we think we want are not just that.... it exist for every moment, a different form of excitement. Love is always difficult, dream is always a kind of ornament. For how many times have you and I insisted? Sometimes we compromise, refuse to regret.