I love you, Jehan

"The cold breeze caresses my face, and the bright stars in the sky catch my sight... and the streets below me are devoid of people, except for what is rare, arouses melancholy in my heart... and there, far away, under the shade of that lush tree, a person adjusts his clothes while pointing to rushing cars that do not stop, then he straightens up and supports me." With his back to the tree trunk un...