The Brooklyn Bridge

Thoughts on the Brooklyn Bridge

I made it to the Brooklyn Bridge- despite all the wrong turns following signs that stated their street led to the bridge, I made it. 

Every step that I took fueled the next one.

My arms tingled with excitement as my eyes met the New York Skyline-

I thought to myself how beautiful  

How lucky am I?

It was romantic

The city and I 

And our story had just begun 

Would it be a mystery? Perhaps of poem of my latent thoughts-

Maybe a love story.

I haven't decided yet.

Whatever unfolds - I know it will be true

Because finally my heart was in turn with the world around me

Author's Note

I am a new city dweller...