i have story to tell. it the story of my life. it long. it hard. it a story i tell to people when we meet. i born in a village small. i have much brothers and much sisters. we all live in village small. then i fall in love with boy who bring mail. we laugh. we kiss. we love. then he leave. he take other mail to other girl. and i cry. then i move here. now i live here. now i speak like they speak here. and i get mail from boy who is not the boy that i love. not the boy with the mail from there. the boy that i love. the boy that i like. the boy with the mail.
daisuki, dakara suki
i love you, thats why i like you