If the dews froze under the Sahara,
The blaze will not then wither the will,
If the peace is no longer fluttering doves,
THEN THE HATE THEN WILL TURN TO LOVE
I wish that I had NEVER met you.
Then there would be no need to impress you. No need to want you. No need for loving you. No for crying over you. No need for heartbreaks. No need for pain or tears. No need for forgotten promises. No need for rejected hugs. No need for acting like you care. No need, for everything you have done to make me feel like absolutely nothing.

sincerely,
NAAA