a cidade em que eu nasci
I love walking these streets, the rain seems to sink through your skin, but I would have rather stayed at home. I have grown weary of this place where I remember so much. Maybe it's all this time I have in my hands or memories just stick itself to one place. I love this place but it's a temporary one. It's like an old acquaintance you love to be with every now and then, but you can't have too much of them. Sadly, it brings too much up. I will always be fascinated by the place I was born, but another one is tugging at my heartstrings.