i've decided to leave the town that i've been dreaming to live in for as long as i could remember.
it was a hard decision. very hard, although it might seemed rushed.
the town is..... beautiful. it might not be what i've always imagined it to be, but still managed to swept me off my feet every time i go around and discover new pieces of it.
so i tried to be a part of them, the people of the town.
i was happy, but after some time, the laughs became silent cries in the middle of the night.
i planted seeds of flowers in the hope of creating a beautiful garden, being a part of this town's beauty. but they were not happy with it, despite all the time and effort i put into it.
so i tried again, harder,
just to wake up to the same unsatisfied faces.
it really drains my soul.
after nights and nights of tears, i decided to go.
felt so weak. defeated.
so now i'm lost, trying to find a new town where i truly belong.
i don't know where to go, but i definitely can't stay,
even though i really want to.