My dearest Paris,
It has come time to part ways. I am happy to know that we are not leaving on bad terms and that I will hold our time together always in my heart. The last few years we have spent together have truly been the greatest of my life. You have brought my some of my closest friends and many of my favorite memories. The ups and downs have helped shape me into the woman I am now and I will eternally grateful to you for that. You made me work for your love and in turn I appreciated you more.
At times I couldn’t understand why you were so difficult but there were even more times your pure magnificence confused me as well. You have true beauty. And while I will not miss your constant stench of pee or need to be difficult, I will ache for the good times we shared picnicking along the Seine, drinking in wine bars, and feasting at cafés and patisseries. I know I will never be able to replace the feeling I get when exploring your streets or admiring your beauty, but know that these times will be with me forever.
Our relationship has truly been a roller coaster, but I never wanted to quit you. And while I still do not want that now, I know it is for the best. You have prepared me for better things and now I am ready to take on the world. I do hope that our paths will continue to cross as I know I will always feel at home here.
So I leave you, and my little flat off the Square des Innocents, to be there for another. To show her independence and strength. To help her find herself and what she wants out of life. To push her to become the woman she can be. And eventually to let her go to put everything you taught her to use.
Je t’aimerai toujours, Paris.
“There is never any ending to Paris and the memory of each person who has lived in it differs from that of any other. We always returned to it no matter who we were or how it was changed or with what difficulties, or ease, it could be reached. Paris was always worth it and you received return for whatever you brought to it.” ― Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast