Promises made years ago to seek and explore new and often thought about places. Forgotten about and left in the past to only be redicussed … rediscovered.. One friendship, two dreams, one journey – two souls. Timed to the tee perfectly without hasitation inspired by suggestions and hopes of a better atmosphere. Furfilled some few hours ago, never felt more natural, casual..
So wrong that it couldn’t be anything other then wonderfully right.
Letting go of the daily routines in a city known for its streets, music and fashion. Sitting next to a valude friend, feeling the wind and the sun.. Surrounded by flowers, trees, and people speaking in the language of love.. Making the both of us descide to mingle and let loose.. Letting go is said to heal the impossible wounds known to mankind.. Hearing the voices from above swinging side to side along side the beautiful Parisian wind..
They’re telling us to stay and let the wind surprise our hearts and take over our sould.. Spring has finally come – Paris is to always have a place in my heart!