Your Birthday was my plan of that wedding day. Uummm... such a wonderful dream..like I stand alone in Standesamt Versailles..plenty of roses everywhere...

Song of wedding.. lighting from the pink candles ..I was in beige wedding gown but not in red I was not a Chinese girl.

Will you be wedding in the dark? .. I felt drops of my tear..

I smiled to myself .. like freedom of trust, That guy like the sweep of dry leaves..he wanted to play games..with my trust..the song had changed to the Groomy Sunday..I prepared this to him ..with my thought..

Am I gonna mad???..No , the reason no one ever plays with other heart ..we remembered a good from bad ..no one can love forever ..but liar..

I never hate that guy..but If I can choose , I will not choose the stranger to marry ..nothing worth only very sad ..but why I try to chase him ..No , just asian woman would like to tell over responsibility, to take care myself and my trust ..

No bargain from me any more only my free spirit ..My Buddhism tells me to leave him alone ..

This was my crazy story to be myself ..duran duran ..I was real ..and my friends understand well, wedding is not my goal..but it was the dreams of almost everybody ..

Will you send kiss to my wedding?? 

Cheria...