Heartbroken by a City

For the nights I sang and danced here.

For the love I gave,

and the love I received.

Is it too odd

to be heartbroken by a city?

A city named after a person, even—

yet what is hurting me

is not quite the person.

Life is strange.

The day I packed my bags

to start a new journey

did not seem very romantic.

But my leave will be.