MAE POV 5

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Mae POV

I found myself at the airport after making an irrational decision to visit Paris.

I wondered around the city of Paris, my feet taking me to anywhere they were desired to go, whether or not those places were filled with breathtaking views or not.

They say that Paris a city filled with love, and without a doubt, it was. Each place I had taken a step through, a couple was to be found. As I watched each couple walk by, happily and in love, loneliness and depression creeped around in my heart and mind, fulfilling the holes in my heart that I was responsible for tearing apart. 
Oh, the irony once again, that the person with a broken heart decides to make an irrational decision and visit Paris - a city of love, I laughed at myself in self-pity at the thought and realization of it. 

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