ㅤ🤩,⅋ ── Somehow I fall into New York’s rhythm without forcing a thing, like the city already kept a quiet seat open just for me.

　ㅤI move through the crowds and everything
　ㅤshifts lights stretch a little warmer, the noise
　ㅤdips just enough for my thoughts to slip through,
　ㅤand the air feels like it’s listening.

Every block feels halfway familiar, (🌟) like it’s been waiting for me to show up, and every turn feels like an invitation to decide how the night is supposed to unfold.