My girlfriend

Isn’t like a city

If I leave

She might not be there

Waiting 

When I come back 

Title: She might not be there, waiting, when I come back 

During college, I did my summer internships in three different cities: New York, Chicago, and San Francisco. I figured I could experience each city and then move to the one I liked best to start a full-time position after graduation. I chose San Francisco and moved there with a backpack, knowing no one. That was almost five years ago, and now I’m ready to move again. I want to live in a few more places before I choose somewhere to settle down for the long run. I love San Francisco, but I know I can always come back. But what if San Francisco meets somebody else while I’m gone? I love San Francisco, but I also want to live other places. What if I move and live somewhere else and it’s not as good and then I want to move back to San Francisco but by then she’s married to someone else? Part of me says I can’t be afraid. If I want to live other places, I should go. Another part says I’m taking San Francisco for granted and forgetting how great it was in the beginning. When we use to get smoothies on our lunch breaks. When we finally went on our first date to our coworker’s Christmas party. When we opened the windows in the morning and smelled the bakery and I went down to get her a croissant. When we would make french toast on Saturdays.