a place where lights shone and burned through the night, illuminating the city in a nostalgic glow.
a place where the inhabitants seemed to never sleep, keeping the world awake, making anyone who came near feel alive.
a place where the streets were always busy, where shops were kept open through the night.
a place that was timeless, a place that held as much glory now as it did back then.
a place where people could live out there dreams, however so impossible.
but a place that crumbled.
a place where not many visit now,
a place that is run down and covered in dust.
a place that no longer shines because of incandescent lights but because of memories from people long gone.
because after all, the stars are already dead.
because after all, humanity is always too late
