''You don't love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy car, but because they sing a song only you can hear."
- oscar wilde
My streets always lead to you...~
-The sun rises with you
+And I'm sinking with you.
''Like roses between the crumpled pages of an old book...''
I've just turned 18 and ı think ı understand...What people mean to each other.