How could this city feel so lonely?

I have always loved everything about you. Even what I didn’t understand. And I have always known that, at heart, I would have you no different. But most people don’t know how to love. Nothing is enough for them. They must have their dreams. It’s the only thing they do well. Dreaming. They dream up obligations. New ones every day. They long for undiscovered countries, fresh demands, another call. While some of us are left with the knowledge that love can never wait. A shared bed, a hand in yours, that’s the only thing that matters. The worst thing of all is fear. The fear of being alone.

“People sometimes need to be away from the places they grew up to learn not just more about themselves– but also realize there’s so much more to life than the comfortable, familiar cities they are tied to.”

The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed.