I lie down on my bed. there's something wrong with my mind. in recent months, my thoughts have been occupied with you.It was amazing, I didn't trust people all my life, but you were so weird. I look up at the ceiling. you are far from a bad person. unlike me, sometimes you're even innocent.People have spoiled you, I know, and I can do it too.I don't want to do this, not with you, my angel.you are the first one who caused my confusion and trust. If God hears me, please come to me.