How I see the world may be different from the next guy, but our problems and creativity are none other than equal, this is a piece of my creativity and fear and happiness I want to share with the next guy and every one after
A boy. A boy like any other. But not for me. It was the way his eyes captured the whole world just by looking at me. Me, a normal girl. I wondered how could that be. But yet again I couldn't be happier. Because for once in my life I'm tragically not the one who loves more.