

England, UK
Dear London,
We need to talk.
I like it in the morning when you wake me up with a soft warm kiss, your sweet warm hugs through out the day make me smile.
But I just can't stand the way you tease me. Dont love me and then suddenly turn cold on me. I dont like it when you go all grey and gloomy. I never see it coming.
Stop going hot and cold on me, I just don't know what to do. You made water run down my face, London, I just wasn't prepared and sometimes you ...