you are the reason I'm okay with this god forsaken state. if I left, I would leave you behind. I cursed this town before your name was a part of my world. you make it okay to stay. you are my Chicago. some love the skyscrapers and the sunsets on the beach or the streets that curve and illuminate the whole town. that is their chicago. but you are mine. your eyes and smile are the skyscrapers in my heart and your laugh is engulfing like the lake. you'll be my Chicago-- the one I will be homesick for because when I think of home, I think of you.