We were stayin' in Paris, getting away from our parents!

 Paris - city of love ...or is it?

An untold story I would like to share with the others.

The sun rises from the east, shining bright across Paris, as known as the capital of France, whereas millions of visitors came to visit every year.

They flock to the city, visit the Eiffel tower, her legs are strong, standing still in the central of the city, smiling towards everyone who walks beneath her...The sorrow in her face has told me being strong all the time isn't beneficial at all...

I flew all the way from the United Kingdom, landed dramatically seeing Paris, one of the world's greatest city (as an Alpha city), nonetheless food, fashion and arts, nothing in the world could compare with the greatest collections they have in the Museum de Louvre.

Walked around, faded away.

I came to the city with tears, saddened the day would be the night for me here, closing my eyes hearing my heart beats fast... realizing I stand no position in his heart. 

Alongside the river seine, water flushes away quickly and gently - reflection from the surface of the water showed me my drained face... showing sorrow on the face, bitter within the mouth but not willing to speak up.

Alone, unknown, back stooped, hands crossed.

I will never be able to see the glow of his face, cheeks or smile because I am just an anonymous to him, we used to be so close, however, tightened by a loose string... 

She asked where do you want to go, and he follows.

I stand alone, alone. seeing your face with happiness.

He was my north, south, west and east, she tore everything apart all I left was memories in my brain, maybe long term memories?

I had the chance of confessing myself, but would he even be able to listen to everything I say, especially his heart clings to the girl he likes... Standing in front of the Tour de Eiffel, crying with a resentful, remorseful and regretful feeling.

Heart full of unsatisfactory, asking myself 'Why, I was supposed to be the girl you're hugging', strolling down an alleyway in floods with tears.

I say Goodnight, he says Goodbye coldly.

KELSEY XOXO