To London,

The saying goes

London calling

but I rang first

and kept it ringing

followed the line

across oceans and land

packed my bags

came holding hands

soon fell out of love

with the wrong man

broken in two

without a plan

suddenly single

I was brand new

open and honest

to finding you

fell head over heels

for this bright city

for all of its flaws and

all of its pretty

turning corners

your streets caught my tears

my vulnerable moments

and all of my fears

you watched me fall

you watched me crawl

until I stood tall

because of it all

my spark caught fire

and tore through the night

the winter was cold

but I was alight

five seasons in now

summer has shone twice

I have done my dues

I have paid the price

we found each other

London and I

solid ground for my feet

and a never ending sky

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A little piece about moving countries, breaking up, finding yourself and beginning again // I have always wanted to move to London but when I did, a breakup wasn’t part of the vision - I can tell you now that it was the best thing that happened - because I got to live London for and by myself, like the little me had always dreamed of.