One place, thousands of experiences, both good and bad. I look down on all of those around me, when they past by in a haste or as if they have no care in the world. Loud noises always fill the city, flashes of bright colours fill up the once dark sky as they illuminate its surroundings and light up the city of love.

Every day and night, sunrise and sunset, a continuous cycle yet each time is as unique as the other. It’s peaceful at night when I sit awake and watch how the old couples take short walks and all the dogs are taken out for fresh air. The only true peace. The sweet, delicate moments that are taken for granted every day. Nothing compares to the soft breeze that frees you from your struggles, that deep breath you take in as you escape from the world. With no one around to judge as you gaze into the stars, wishing things were different.

The long mornings and loud cars pile up as traffic begins to run larger. It’s absolute chaos. It keeps the twinkling stars hidden as it urges you to get through your day, demanding you to stick to your daily routine.

It’s an endless cycle I can only love and hate at the same time.