if you ever loved a city as much as i love sibiu and returned after a while and wept at every corner of any street, sobbed while overwhelmed with all the memories and cried from one eye when meeting old friends BUT knew in the bottom of your heart that you could never go back, you know what i mean.
somehow, the city made me feel so welcome, so cozy that i'd put my heart on a stick, but then it showed my how we'd never be together again.
darn city is stuck in my heart. forever. how could i be in love with it for so long and not know it?