Quote image editor
“How could they make me fall in love with a city I called home, a city where I stitched my heart and soul into, only to make me rip it all out and leave? The breeze that brought me happiness, the waves of the beach where I found peace, the people who felt more like family than my own, how could they ask me to leave it all behind? The city where I laughed, cried, grew up, and truly lived... How could they expect me to walk away, knowing it would be the last time I strolled through these familiar streets that to me felt like heaven?” — Samama Reza
How could they make me fall in love with a city I called home, a city where I stitched my heart and soul into, only to make me rip it all out and leave? The breeze that brought me happiness, the waves of the beach where I found peace, the people who felt more like family than my own, how could they ask me to leave it all behind? The city where I laughed, cried, grew up, and truly lived... How could they expect me to walk away, knowing it would be the last time I strolled through these familiar streets that to me felt like heaven?