Oh, Los Angeles, how I love you, but how I hate you
And all at the same time.
Our relationship is like that of two broken lovers stuck in a toxic bond.
I cannot live without you, but not a single hair strand worth of feelings do you have.
I leave your cold streets
And once again they lure me back in.
With your songs that travel with the current of the wind.
The trance you put me in is more influential than, that of a siren.
Very close to my death you bring me, but I am blinded by your croons and many wonders.
A fatal attraction
You successfully shattered my heart into pieces, but leaving you will do nothing but parish what is left of it.
I stay in hope\'s that one day you will love me the way that I love you.
But
You
Are
Broken.
Broken to your very core.
And I see that you take pleasure in breaking the spirit of those who fall head over heels for you.