Some have told me the city will ruin me br Some said the city is an ugly place br The city has marred better men than me br br I hadn’t lived in the city for quite some time, br But living there again was an amazing experience br br The city glowed with a dazzling beauty, br Pumping a vitality in my veins br Through my heart, an exuberant, br Youthful feeling of excitement br br I let the city have my heart. br I thought the city gave me hers. br This love was not meant to last. br I had to leave the city for a little while. br br The city couldn’t handle the distance, br Provoking the city to eject me from br The city’s heart, ripping and tearing br Until I was only a memory, a fling br br So I left the city in search of a new life. br I found myself alone in the desert. br I convinced myself the city was only br A memory locked away br br The days were sweltering and arduous, br The nights were frigid and excruciating br br These times were spent alone, in silence br Where almost no life is sustainable, br And I ignored the ghosts which br Maliciously brought about vibrant, br Heartwarming thoughts of the city br br I turned North, the city far passed br The horizon, though its glimmer br Reaches me still br br Its lights do nothing but illuminate br The darkness this desert has br Brought into my heart br And the damage my lungs have br Sustained as they drown in my br Quiet tears br br In this moment, I unleashed br An ugly, primal scream br From the depths of my marred soul, br The waves traveling through miles of br Nothingness br br It was then when I realized br I still love the city. br But the city doesn’t love me.