It was the last day in Paris before driving ourselves to a new direction, a new place, and a new culture. I think Paris has a plan for us in mind, just that it would reach in time, therefore crying out in grief, through the tears of the sky. That is why, this last day would be a little different, looking at Paris, in the colour of black and white, feeling the grief of Paris, the city of love, because Grief, is a part of being in love.
And coming to think of it, I didn't thought that Paris would be my 200th blog post. CONGRATULATIONS!!!
even though there aren't many blog readers here, but I will still continue writing. :) Cheers...
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