My Dearest Borders,
It’s been two years since I last visited you, and you were busy packing your things, ready to end our long-term relationship. To this day, I still miss you, the many hours we spent having drinks, watching the world go by your window, allowing you to be my muse. And who can forget the many stories you shared with me, tales that came with a price that was truly worth every word. I know you can’t come back, and there are others trying to take your place (B&N), but you will always be in my heart.