A Letter to Tokyo

Dear Tokyo,

I miss you. I want to walk your streets, smell your air & hear your laughs.

Do you remember me? Lost in your streets. I still laugh at that time I got on the wrong train because of a silly misunderstanding between the two of us. I thought you meant the east exit and not the west. At least I never stumbled, fell and made a fool of myself. Then again, to hear your laugh would have been worth it.

The first meal we had together was dinner and we had salmon & sake. I know it sounded like a typical date to many but to us, it was special. It was our first time together.

After dinner you showed me the magic of being lost in a crowd of organized chaos. It was late but everyone was enjoying the late night breeze that swept away the humid hot August day.

Even when I went to bed that night alone, I knew you’d be there the next day. I was nervous about what you might do to my naive soul the next day but I knew that it would be full of happiness. If it wasn’t, I knew it’s because you wanted to teach me something about yourself. After all, no one’s perfect and everyone has a bad day every now and then.

3 weeks passed. We thought it would never end but the eve of my departure came. Went to an Italian restaurant (I know, I know, should have had some sushi instead) and asked for an outside table. The waiter thought it was odd there was an order for an entire bottle of wine but it was my last night with you. I thought about how it all started 3 weeks earlier. The challenge of eating at every macaron shop I could spot was a lot of fun (didn’t complete it but I did well). I won’t forget about getting lost in an underground garage en route to the Tokyo Metropolitan Government Building. How did that happen? I wasn’t even inside a car and ended up inside the parking lot! It’s fine since it was worth it to see the view form the top of the building. Still, my favorite view was the sun setting on you while on top of the Mori Tower. That was quite possibly a sunset that’s made of every pure love on this planet.

I don’t know what pushed me to write this but it may have to do with listening to an album called Cherry Tree. It’s not really related to anything, as far as I can tell. But, have you not been in love before? Every thing you see reminds you of what you love the most.

I won’t say that I hope to see you because I know I’ll see you. I know, you may laugh because it’s cheesy but it’s true. I really will see you in few months. When cherry blossom trees petals cover our faces. I can’t wait Tokyo!

Sent with an infinite amount of love,

Sami