Dear Paris:
It’s been a while, yet I never stop thinking about you. You’re in my mind all the time. Every day I crave your crêpe, amazing coffee and pastries, phenomenal cheeses, and well, every dish you have to offer. I miss walking down Champs-Élysées, crêpe in hand (again with the crêpes), looking at all the different stores lining the street as we made our way to L’Arc de Triomphe.
I miss the feeling I got walking into le Sainte-Chapelle, because I had never seen something so breathtakingly beautiful. I miss la Tour Eiffel, the way it always reminded me that I was, in fact, in Paris. I miss the people watching, because I’ve never seen such carefree, happy people take 3 hours to have a meal anywhere else.
It’s been a while, yet I never stop thinking about you.
See you soon, ma chérie.





















