We are not the same person in different cities
The noise in the city; the pace of the city
The what’s there and what’s not there in the city
change our perception and influence how we act.
Or perhaps, we are indeed the same person
but we reveal different sides of ourselves
and enjoy being ourselves with incomplete stories
wide and free; calm and controlled.
A kiss that speaks more than words
A glass of fine wine with a hint of tipsiness
An evening with friends who hide nothing
What are the moments that bring out the best version of you?
It wouldn’t be fun if you knew all my secrets.