Last week i won a bike. Amazing... huh! Its red and shiny.
Bikes and i have a history, we are not meant to be, for every time i get one it quickly parts from me. And so, this bike and me.... what will be?
Im leaving for overseas in 2 months... so I'm afraid our romance will be short lived.
You are by far the prettiest bike i've ever had and i love you to bits but lets be real... i will leave and find another bike to move me forward and you will stay here, stationary and beautiful, your inability to move on your own will make you rusty and deflated but i will never forget you pretty red bike.