Of Lovers & Cities

Of Lovers & Cities

ForeverOurs
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"I was told that the easiest and healthiest way to forget you was to write it down. It was after all my job. I turned experiences and feelings into music, believe me I do. Every single one of them. However, to write a song about you would only remind me that of the pain of loving you. And I think that every fibre of my body couldn't have loved you any more. I feel defeated every single time I try, because it was the only way I knew how to forget. Now, I needed new vices. But Lennon, I wish I could lie and tell you that I can forget about you. I can't find it in me to do so. So all I can do is watch him make you happy, watch him love you in a way that is incomparable to mine. I am the universe's fool who would give you the world if you asked for it." In which a famous musician spends unforgettable and sleepless nights hopelessly devoted to a waitress with an incurable addiction of old music and the unknown treasures of the city.
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