The City of Lights, Love, and Dreams ( literally).

No I don't think about being with anyone else.

I think about being somewhere  else. 

I cheat on you every night, in my dreams with the city.

My dreams are always the same: 

                   I'm walking down the street with my Louis Vuitton speedy. I have a grande caramel macchiato in my hand and I am wearing the most fabulous Kate spade pumps. For the first time in a long time I am smiling. No, I am grinning. Then I'm laughing, and across the street I see a dark, brown haired woman wearing a very nice Gucci maxi dress. She approaches me. We hug and she asks me how my fashion show went last night. She is my best friend, I can just tell.

Then I wake up and I am in Wisconsin. My room is about 50 degrees and I am close to becoming hypodermic. Yes, I cheat every night with a city, where my dreams are, the place where I belong.