I have a feeling that love to me , in its truest form, will feel a lot like how New York City did growing up.
I felt so comfortable, because it was my hometown, in my home state. I was in awe of its sparkling lights and neon signs, and tremendously proud of how people from all of the world would make my city the number one stop on their destination list.
I knew how dangerous it could be, if placed in the wrong hands, and I knew that it would be safe for me, for thousands of years, because it was mine.
I felt scared and excited walking outside, because the air invigorated me, and knew that I would be welcome back if I were to leave, which I did.
New York City showed me how to trust my instincts, and love will too.