And the city goes with me. Over bridges, along sidewalks, around the lake, and takes me to the evening bar by tram. Where he will order me a cocktail that he says suits me best. Cosmopolitan. He sits me by the window and looks at me. This glint of the street lights in his eyes… We look at each other through the window. Me here and the city there. He does not go away. He is there with me. We are silent. Just like that. We look into each other’s faces and at that moment it was all that I wanted. That feeling. That tender silence. That love.