Boston

I know this blog is supposed to be about fashion and fitness but at the same time I am human and have many other thoughts that consume me on a daily basis. The hurt the happiness, the hope and the longing. My development and growth as a person.
This may not be familiar to many, but Boston is a very special place to me. The hurt from you I never express, but I think about you daily. It is sadness suppressed I never own up to. Times I feel I hide from the denial and the smile on my face I've never faced, this recovery is in a slow pace. I often wonder what could've been and did you feel the same? I gave it my all, had no boundaries and jumped head first. I was blind and oblivious.
Boston I was so touched by you, so distinguished, charming, thoughtful and proper. Our similar likes and dislikes. I was deceived by what you were feeling inside. You didn't tell me the truth, you lied and let me think you wanted to take a chance.
Only time will heal my experience, but my love for Boston will never leave. I know one day we will meet again. But right now the questions in my mind still linger - could Boston and New York City ever come together?