"A person is never as quiet or unrestrained as they seem. Or as good, as bad, as vulnerable, as strong, or as sweet. We are thickly layered, page by page, behind simple covers. And love - it is not the book itself, but the binding. It can either rip us apart or hold us together."
I, I don't know why I miss you so much Yeah I, I don't know why I still feel your touch You, you left me feeling high and dry With nothing, nothing but the question why