The slap with its origin

Going ahead walking through the cold, hearing "you got this" from someone who got told, to tell me this to tell me that, maybe because I didn't allow someone to let out a pat. On the shoulder never. I never forget to take a jacket with me, but when he started to be all I see, even though he came by accidently, and just tried to treat me kindly, when he saw what I built up for my proudly, Who was I to tell that what he does is groundly. On the shoulder forever. So the bow came with effort harshly, I did already broke my knee partly, but I would still do it halfway, and he would enjoy till he reached the pathway. Were I might get full rage, and get with women faced. On the shoulder spread fever. Like the last time letter spit "see you again", And I will read into it too much sea hand, "I wish", or "hope", or "If we would" Because when we see eachother again, There wouldn't come amounts of sweets per Hand, By my hand. Since god chose another main.