And so I stood there in that city of mirrored glass and unforgiving concrete, clinging on to the memories of the lingering kisses we had shared, mouths hovering lazily close to one another just so we could feel our breath break the gap between us, hear our heartbeats in the dark. Nothing felt close to that, the stirring which music brought to my heart a mockery in comparison, rich, exotic foods turning to dust in my mouth. I turned, and my movement was mimicked in thousands of windows as I spun faster and faster in an effort to forget you in the blur.