Too Late to Understand You Audiobook (Free)

Missing is condensed into sour sobs, just how many heartbreak that this bitter tears carry? Who stated that time is the treatment of discomfort? Who said everything would be okay? Day by day, month by month, season by calendar year, when at susceptible time, there is always a voice, a familiar encounter appearing, let me clearly find this fragile center dry ice burning in the atmosphere releasing the wild white gas. The frosty thing burned the beautiful hand, but nobody knew it even would burn me into ashes.