Everything of who I am is in this city, but it's time for us to part. I used to love you. We've been in and out of love for quite a while now.
I can't look over one shoulder anymore. I know you like the back of my hand, and you are so fucking beautiful I would be insane to leave you.
But I have to. It's time.
I promise I will be back. I need a a dream beyond us, but you have provided some of the best experiences I've ever had.
With you, I'm an artist, an activist, a youth advocate, and a best friend.
Why am I now the prodigal daughter?
I have to do this. If not, I will forever be lost in your complications.
Goodbye love. Beautiful Love.




