You were not my first choice. In fact, you were not on my list of places to visit – ever! Frankly, I’ve heard many wonderful tales about you and your beauty but it has never enticed me to make the trip across the pond. So, it was as much of a surprise for me when I felt the sudden urge to visit you without reason. Looking back, I think I had to. I had to make up my own mind about you, based on my own experiences and not everybody else.
The fog blanketing the city streets brought a manageable melancholy that made the littlest joke funnier and my heart lighter. Amidst one of the busiest cities in the world, I walked in peace. Isn’t that ironic?
Unexpectedly, I fell in love with you piece by piece. A gradual kind of love that left me wanting more as I board my flight home…
London, my unexpected love, I have to cut this letter short but rest assured that you’ve given me something I didn’t think I needed.
There’s no need for me to say that I’ll be back.
I will, in time.
P.S. Thank you for reminding me that, “It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.” –William Shakespeare