City Love

Dear my love,

So it’s been almost two years now. Isn’t it crazy how fast the time has flown by?  I remember when I first met you. You were so stunning. Attractive. Mesmerizing. A lot of people feel this way about you.  I know.  I wouldn’t and couldn’t be your one and only. So I kept up my walls. I was careful not to get carried away by your charm and beauty. On top of that, I still had feelings from my past relationship. So that was an additional struggle. They say you don’t forget your first. Your first is just so comfortable, so easy. Sometimes I still think I could go back to my first.

But eventually I gave in. I really got to know you. Loved you for who you are. I think it started over the summer really. It was all so perfect. I could feel your warm embrace and couldn’t imagine ever doubting my love for you. For a moment, I could see us being together forever. Now, we’ve had our ups and downs. And I understand that’s normal. It’s those truly amazing days that made me fight for this relationship. You know, November 1st will always give me goosebumps.

I was gone over the holidays and missed you so much. Starting 2010 with you just seemed right, and everything was going so well. But then, I started worrying if I could ever leave you. We were so good together. So fun. So young. But how could we keep this going.  Sigh. This is hard for me to do. We’ve had so many good times. But, the past few weekends you have turned so frigid towards me. I don’t understand why. I hate to say this. But I think we are going to have to break-up. I know come May, when I see the cherry blossoms, I may want you back. But I just don’t know if I can live like this any longer. I need more warmth and sunshine.

I hope I can still come visit you from time to time. You’ll always have a place in my heart.

Yours truly,

SC

(Note: This is my break-up letter written to NYC, the city.)

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