I believe there is a reason why I fell in love with Vienna.
Vienna taught me what true love is all about.
It showed me that beneath that fragile architecture and that gorgeous look is a war. A strange war to be someone’s imperator.
But I think you cannot conquer someone’s heart even if they let you to.
Under the sheets of a lovely bed is hidden just a memory.
And for the sake of the truth, memories don’t last forever.
But still, you can take pictures and remind of what love tasted like.
But that’s it.
You will never be the same again, even if you go and live to Vienna.
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