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the countryside and the city

he was my breath of fresh air on a sunny day. he was my quiet life on the countryside. with him, i was peaceful and safe. my life would come to a pause when i was around him because i want to live in the moment. i was merely a passerby in this situation.

of course, passersby come and go. people who pass through the countryside rarely stay because it would only be a matter of time until they make their way back to the hustle bustle of the city.

and it happened to me.

this guy, he was my past. he was the pretty lights in the city's nightlife. he was the noise and the polluted air, but no matter how bad the air was, i still breathed it in. with him, my life was hectic and on edge because of the city's course. when i was around him, i lived everyday like it was my last. and despite everything we've been through, he was my home.

life decided to intervene and we both went our separate ways for reasons i could barely recall. even if we weren't together anymore, we both knew that we'd have each other no matter what. i didn't know how he found me, but he did and after all, that's how fate works.

suddenly, the life in the countryside didn't seem as enticing as it was anymore. the air suffocated me and the sun burned my skin. my quiet life in the countryside began to make me feel agitated. my life desperately wanted to play, but it stayed on a pause and i was afraid it would stay that way. i wanted to move on and go through the roads up ahead, but something- someone, rather, was holding me back.

it pained me to realize that the countryside wasn't for me even if it seemed so perfect. but fate tied me to the city and a city person i'll remain.

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written on: 05.08.2021