it's so dark and gloomy,
but when the lights consume me
i feel -
so at home.

how strange that i find comfort,
in the sound of a bustling city.

and how strange that when i feel lonely
i find company,
not within someone arms but
instead amidst a crowd.

why is it that skyscrapers,
make me feel at home?

and why do i feel happiest,
when people pass me on their way?

oh is it the love that i found,
not for a person
but instead for a city.

the dull alleyways and
crowded streets,

the faint music but
loud chatter,

im in love with the city,
i am in love with it's charms.