Dear New York,

I come to you humbly with a desire to learn and grow. New York, I have known you since I was a child, and this is the first time I’ve made the real attempt of making a home in you. You have always been the city with the biggest place in my heart, and although I have lived in others, I always knew I would come home to you. I have heard plenty of stories of girls (and boys) that have tried to live in you, only to be cast away, their personalities not ready for the kind of commitment it takes for the long haul.

New York, I refuse to back down. You may try to scare me off at first, but eventually you will find that you are as fond of me as I am of you, and if I ever try to leave I suspect you will beg me to stay… and the chances are I will. Because New York, I love you. Always have, always will. And I am willing to put in the time and effort it takes to make this work out between us.

Love,

Bridget

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4 Responses to “Dear New York,”
  1. Jean says:

    You may find it friendlier than you think some fine day. It’s just a big old dirty city; it’s the people that make it special.

  2. Rebekah says:

    “Dear Bridget,

    “Don’t believe the stories my exes tell. You know you’re always welcome at my place.”

    -NYC

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