A Love Letter

Dear New York City,

I must admit I have been unfaithful. For a fleeting moment this week, I allowed myself to believe I was done with you for good, ready to stop this painful relationship we share and find greener pastures.

Sometimes you hurt me. At times you are cruel. And suddenly, this other city came around and offered me the opportunity to leave you. It showed me sunshine and ocean... and it made me think, made me wonder, what I may be missing out on because of you.

There is a whole world out there, New York. I know its hard to believe, but you are not the only city I may be able to love. Perhaps San Francisco will be more mellow, LA a bit more carefree... perhaps, New York, you are not my soulmate after all.

I almost betrayed you, New York. Almost. But then I missed you. I missed your abuse and the heartache you cause... because despite it all, I know you are good to me. I know that in your own way, you have made my life better and without you, I would cease to be me.

I need you, New York. Our love affair has only just begun I feel.

With love and admiration,
Emily Rae