Dinosaur With Headphones

I spent a week in Paris, France once. The "city of love". Without being able to share it with her, I sometimes feel like I've never been anywhere. All I've done is gone to different places and pretended like it was possible for experiences not shared with her could matter. I've been to the Eiffel Tower, and I begged it to matter. But without her and her kid, it just doesn't. It can't. My brain has the worst wiring.