Fly High

“We keep this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts are never broken
And time's forever frozen still
So you can keep me
Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone, wait for me to come home”
[Ed Sheraan - Photograph]

“L’amore non vive di parole, nè può essere spiegato a parole”
[Madre Teresa di Calcutta]