of cities and lovers

There are those that you know you would enjoy for a time, but that you will inevitably leave. You go anyway.

There are those that you yearn for with the ferocity of ignorance, that you long to know, though that knowledge might expose incongruence. You still want to learn.

There are those that call out to you with utter conviction that the union would be perfect. You remain skeptical.

And there are those that sit comfortably inside you, requesting no affirmation or denial. You hold on.