She told me to look at London with goodbye eyes. I did. And then I realised I was her London as well.
Manhattan has a big green mass, Central Park, that cuts right through its middle. It also has the East Side and the West Side. If you’re on the east of Central Park, you’re on the East Side and if you’re on the west of it, you’re on the West Side. No, the American’s aren’t very creative with these sort of things.
It’s funny how now, we both live on the same street, but the exact opposite sides of the island. Exactly different directions. A sign? Of how it was never meant to be? Bah!
I don’t venture to the east side much. It’s a planet all on its own to me. Not a friendly one. No. Everyone looks like her. Every corner I turn I almost bump into her. Every boy there is going to flirt with her. Every coffee shop has her caffe latte order placed, the one with soy milk. My pace is always quickened and my gaze furtive when I’m there. It’s plain bizarre.
All based on a green swathe some people call Central Park.
Do humans mark their territory too?
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4 comments:
Discovered your blog today, been reading quite a few posts. Just wanted to say hello. :)
i get my coffee with regular milk. full fat. just saying.
also, how you doing?
i know that feeling well, oh, i so feel ya!
ps: i get mine with two shots of espresso. and full cream. soy. ugh. see, totally wasn't meant to be. soy is unnatural.
TFD: cool
Pri: full fat is full fat. You got balls girl.
Doing mundane I am.
Scout: I know, it was the Soy!
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