Leaving

 

●| leaving the city of love, and never coming back. It's time to say goodbye once and for all. Its ironic, living in the city of love and never feeling the true vows of love. The people, the cars, the noise seems like a home to me, but every once in a while a bird has to leave their nest. We'll meet again ●|                                                                                   -𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝