-now you call me honey-

the city has the newness and the familiarity only a strange city can have. i am amazed by the openness of it. standing here i see all the way. i could stand anywhere and i’d still see all the way. it reminds me of the city that i called home between ’07 and ’13. but even that city doesn’t come close to this city. we walk. it is a thing we do, you and i. we let the streets have us. we get Indian in a hidden nook. by far the best Indian i have ever had. we walk some more. evening finds us in a quiet coffee shop with chai lattes. from the terrace we watch the sun go down. by far the best sunset i have ever seen. i reach for your hand. honey. i hear you whisper. or i imagine it. must be the sunset.


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