Sometimes in the morning I wake up and I think we're together again.

I smell you on me. I see your sunny smile. I look forward to getting out of bed just to see more of you. You jingle with familiar sounds and noisy neighbourhoods, and somehow with you I know everything is open and anything can happen.

And then I realise I am not there.

I know we've had our share of fights. Occasionally you're aggressive. You shout at me and I don't know how to calm you down. Being with you sure ain't easy. You test me, you’re a hard master. But I still miss you.

I want to walk in your streets and roll on your sands. To eat in our favourite cafes. And bump into my lovely friends. You make me feel hot all over.

Here it's grey and cold. And all I do is buy prams.

Today I wish I was with you. You’re my favourite part of town.

Dedicated to Tel Aviv.