A paper heart, crumpled in my hand. A paper arm, that I extend. You reach for my paper arm, and it tears. A fragile paper girl, with an even more fragile, paper heart.
July 2, 2009
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Dear NYC,
You have no idea how much I miss you. I miss your busy crowded sidewalks, your big beautiful skyscrapers, I truly miss, every single thing about you. Oh dear New York City, I need you so much, please don’t forget me, I won’t ever forget you. I promise I’ll be back, someday. I will be someone, I know I will. I’m coming back big city. I love you so very very much.
