Oh new city,

how do you manage

to have a hold on me?

Every essence of your being works tirelessly to gain my faith,

always in glee.

You choke me at times,

I have to run back home.

And then, you gasp for a last breath

pulling me back so that

you don't turn to stone.

Then I watch, you get back

on your feet;

all through the seasons

at lightening speed.

Why push me away?

When I'm all you need to be your best?

Do you perhaps test if my absence

will ever in peace, let you rest?

I wonder how am I a part of you

when you let me go but I come back.

Such love for a girl from another city,

or was I always yours since eternity?