Cities, Their Significance

Wonder why I went back for a look.

 But I am aware of still another mental shift; one that notes all I wanted with clarity,

but with the calm of distance. God bless the distance.

 

I don't truly feel envious of what there is between, just as I don't truly feel smug at what you are without.

You have become less.

At one point that is all I could have asked for, and I have it now. At last.

Don't remind me of the dreams I laid down

Don't remind me I was once destined to walk in your shoes

 

Don't remind me of the tears

Numbing fears

Murdered glee

Died beating its wing

falling softly

to finality.

Two years on, and the wounds are clearing up nicely.

Not without a mark, but well enough

to head back out onto the field

and play for keeps.

This is my city now.

Once yours, now mine.