The Third Man1949

I grew up with you and in times I even looked up at you, maybe even wanted to be you, I look at you now and I see something I despise, here, the memories we shared together cannot help but play in your favor do I choose loyalty or justice ? do i cling onto the memories? in a scattered world i ask those questions, Vienna the land of everyone and yet everything is grey and ambiguous after everything, I hope you'll look back at me, I know you won't.