Start From Here
Do you still remember the fancy we both took to the floor light in our first encounter?
Do you still remember the lighting topic we discussed in our first dating?
Do you sill remember the perspiration we both flew in our first move?
Do you sill remember the fragmentizd floor light you broke in our first fight?
Do you still remember the scene when we staring the light without saying a word in our once-again cold war?
Do you still remember the last words you left me when you dragging your luggage at the door gate? "This is our light, this is our story, but..."
Yes, I remember, I will never forget all the things we spent together.
I remember your expression on your face when we both put our hands on the floor light,GS-FL-010, and whispered,"This is exactly what I am looking for".Then we looked at each other and laughed.You said we had the same artistic taste on lighting and we could be friends. Right, we start from friends.
I remember the first call you placed to me, your intense voice and your asking for a date out to the light market. That is weird, of course, because there is rarely someone put their first date on the light market. I said yes,but we could have a cup of coffee in the coffee shop and search whatever light we wanted on the on-line light marketplace.I remember we sit there all afternoon talking about the light on the ECVV.com, and finally bought the light we both fond of.
I remember the day we both moved the floor light into our living room.You said the light is our witness. Our first perspiration is flew for this light.
I remember the day you yelled out, "Leave me alone", and gave a flick of the light, leaving the broken light lying on the floor. I cried, just for the fragmented light.Then you hold the crying me in your arm and promised that you would search for the floor light 101 for me no matter what cost you might take.
I remember the scene where we both cast ourselves in the silence. This kind of scene increased by the day. While the only thing we could do is to stare at the light. Maybe quietness is the best way to dissolve our wrangle.
I remember you gathered up all your things in you luggage and said that you could not stand the fight any more. You wanted to leave me along with the light in our house. You left and you left me the words "This is our light, this is our story, but..."
However, I don't want the reminiscence, I want all the memory come to life. I want us start from here, start from the light. I will wait for you in the ECVV.com. I know you would come one day or another, picking the same light for me.
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Do you still remember the lighting topic we discussed in our first dating?
Do you sill remember the perspiration we both flew in our first move?
Do you sill remember the fragmentizd floor light you broke in our first fight?
Do you still remember the scene when we staring the light without saying a word in our once-again cold war?
Do you still remember the last words you left me when you dragging your luggage at the door gate? "This is our light, this is our story, but..."
Yes, I remember, I will never forget all the things we spent together.
I remember your expression on your face when we both put our hands on the floor light,GS-FL-010, and whispered,"This is exactly what I am looking for".Then we looked at each other and laughed.You said we had the same artistic taste on lighting and we could be friends. Right, we start from friends.
I remember the first call you placed to me, your intense voice and your asking for a date out to the light market. That is weird, of course, because there is rarely someone put their first date on the light market. I said yes,but we could have a cup of coffee in the coffee shop and search whatever light we wanted on the on-line light marketplace.I remember we sit there all afternoon talking about the light on the ECVV.com, and finally bought the light we both fond of.
I remember the day we both moved the floor light into our living room.You said the light is our witness. Our first perspiration is flew for this light.
I remember the day you yelled out, "Leave me alone", and gave a flick of the light, leaving the broken light lying on the floor. I cried, just for the fragmented light.Then you hold the crying me in your arm and promised that you would search for the floor light 101 for me no matter what cost you might take.
I remember the scene where we both cast ourselves in the silence. This kind of scene increased by the day. While the only thing we could do is to stare at the light. Maybe quietness is the best way to dissolve our wrangle.
I remember you gathered up all your things in you luggage and said that you could not stand the fight any more. You wanted to leave me along with the light in our house. You left and you left me the words "This is our light, this is our story, but..."
However, I don't want the reminiscence, I want all the memory come to life. I want us start from here, start from the light. I will wait for you in the ECVV.com. I know you would come one day or another, picking the same light for me.
http://www.ecvv.com/product/2520566.html
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