It’s Not You It’s Me

Twice now.
I’ve tried twice.

I love the area.
I love the sights.
The shows.
The dancers.
Performers.

Crossing the street quickly.
Walking everywhere.

The lights, the sounds.

You are beautiful and dirty all at the same time.
Loud and quiet.
Entertaining yet I can still get bored.

All kinds of people.
No judgment.
Beauty isn’t defined one way in NYC.
Ugly or weird is foreign.

The Rockettes.
Rockefeller Center.
Taxi’s.
Grand Central Station and the Empire State Building.

You have so many beautiful qualities.

Your water is amazing.
The foods are to die for.

Maybe we just haven’t met on the right terms.
Maybe we met at the wrong time.
Maybe one day we will meet again.

It’s not you New York, it’s me.

-S

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