Honest Moment

Living in NY is probably the closest thing I've had to a relationship.

Head over heels in the beginning,
get past the honeymoon phase,
then reality hits.
It's not all sunshine and butterflies, yanno,
but you learn to take the good with the bad
because when it's good, it's awesome.
You learn how to compromise.

You get used to his bad habits.

When you think you've had enough,
he reminds you why you've stuck around so long in the first place.
You miss him when he's gone.
He shows and teaches you news things.
He inspires you everyday.

Even when it's over,

you know that it's never really over.

And when all is said and done,
you know you'd do it all again in a heartbeat.

...Or, for wordplay's sake, in a New York minute.