I sometimes like to think,

about how it would be,

if it were only me,

standing in the middle of an empty street,

in the grand New York City.

Staring down,

between the rows of towering buildings,

with nothing to lose behind me.

If I took one step towards the sunset,

could I keep walking down the lines,

until I fade into the hazy pink sky?

How beautiful would it be,

if a city meant to hold thousands,

held just one,wishing she could disappear?