Hi, the name is Alberte!
16 years old! cx
I love reading, stories especially sad books, for some reason!
I love Percy Shelley and my favourite poem of his:

Music, when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory-
Odours, when sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken.

Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,
Are heaped for the belovèd's bed;
And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,
Love itself shall slumber