All it took was three months. Three months for me to fall madly in love.

This was no puppy love, not the kind that your parents joke about.

No, this was a love that burned in my heart. Three short months that I will never forget.

Watching the sun go down and waiting for it to say hello again.

Three months was all it took for me to fall in love with a city.

The people.

The food.

The friends.

How we spent countless adventures together, ones only the insane long for.

Walking down every street and dancing around every corner.

It was an unexpected love.

But surely those are the ones that last the longest.