Loving London

FLAWED

I left.

I followed my dream—

To write, to feel, to live.

But my life has no meaning without Loïc.

I’m fading.

I'm not whole, not me,

Without him.

Loving Loïc is how I breathe.

FLAWED

She's gone.

I'm a hollow waste of space.

I can't feel, can't breathe, can't fight

Without London.

She's who I am—

What I am supposed to be.

Loving London

Is how I live.