Excuse me, Demian.

Hello Mr. Demian, excuse me to forget you, and nevermore write somethings.. I think somebody (or you or me) need those words and world. The time is so short now, I fell look like falling on the air, without an end.  I hope that I can have time for us, really.. Stories, poems, words.. everything together, in a one place that nobody can fell how I feel when  write.
                       One more time, Excuse-me.


Your Dear,

                             X. Constine.