I'm a Scorpio.

 Calm night sky, the stars of the embellishment, black screen space for the weaving of the beautiful meteor cut through the dark night, breaking the momentary calm, disturbed Scorpio I am. From doomed, I only have a short love, tears as the meteor , falling in the absence of the horizon, opening my love lightning.
want to keep the beautiful meteor short, but I know I'm just a human being, I want to bring the beauty of the meteor, as the most precious gift , me in my heart, a collection of the gray-haired, but I can not, tears are falling far to the horizon, no one understood the beauty, no one can replace the tears, took her from me ugly world, since I love, becomes ordinary. a dim and depressing feeling, bright and clean wound my heart. gradually I see through the Red earth, of this world, I do not have a little bit of nostalgia. meteors falling in my eyes, I could not escape, can only In the eyes of others, with chic attitude, fake smile, accept it hurt me.
I hate shooting star, it's pretty short, simple lure people to the heart, it's chic fall, confusing the innocent people; its shining glory, people revel in a virtual world. meteors how cruel. beautiful after the regret of us left to small. Only those people are not watching the constellation, in fact, they can rely on is the real life the United States. I love my Scorpio, though lonely, living chic; though tears of love does not matter; though sad, for his steadfast love; Although the simple-minded way, but he is absolutely infatuated hh
Yes, Scorpio I lost too, love too, abandons, love has been playing. That is because I am naive, I think of love too simple. Although I had several lightning romance, do not understand value, not I love and know how to have, not only envy, so I missed a lot of romantic beauty. But I do not regret my childish mind at the time, do not know love, give them will only be tears of sorrow. When I was in love through all the trials and tribulations, setbacks, to become a little mature. I know what love is, and his Cancer, Scorpio, I go to taste the taste of tears. For him I was absolutely silly, I love persistence, left to their own is not ripe sour apples, do not want to taste, to see through it, the flavor violation Suanku my simple, short-lived romance, a meteor crashed in the night, planning the next period .
meteor shower, my sad tears, for his kind, gentle but relentless drop in the lonely cliff at the end. looked at him quietly away in the background, what I have perseverance, moved to tears, he never flow However, suffered the injury, the love, only their most understand that he does not know how to feel bad, I love him. for his beautiful collection of bits and pieces, in the dim moonlight ashes, he is my only love The boys also love boys, appeared from the meteor that moment, had been doomed, and I love him a man.
when the meteor cut through the dark night sky, breaking the quiet moment that I miss your tears fall time.