It's not you, it's me.

Dear Melbourne,

We need a break.

This has been coming for a while and there is nothing that you could have done to stop it.

Don't get me wrong. I have loved living with you, as a matter of fact I could safely say I could find myself settling down with you. Just not now, there is somewhere else I need to be.

I haven't always felt this way about you Melbourne.

You made me work for your love.

Remember when I first arrived and the challenges you threw at me?! The Crazy God-complex lawyer who kicked me out of my first apartment in Melbourne after a month, because she didn't like the way I moved the the couch to face towards the television? The assassination of my little red car Ruby on the first day in my second apartment by the out of control garage door?! These are moments I am sure we would both like to forget. Then came work, you certainly didn't make that easy for me did you?! If it wasn't for a certain charismatic nurse and a supportive cardiology fellow, I would have given up on that place a long time before the 2 and a half years that I ended up spending there.

It took over a year for us to really start enjoying our time together. It wasn't until then that I started to enjoy work, settle into a fabulous group of friends and the icing on the cake, move into my dream apartment in Richmond. I was really beginning to feel like I had it all, except this niggling feeling I'd had for years that I needed to be somewhere else, that just wouldn't go away.

This is where we find ourselves now.

I have met another city, her name is Paris and I am in love.

So... I am going to stay here for a while and try things out. Explore. Create. Learn. Love.

I will always love you Melbourne, but I need to do this.

It's not you, it's me.

Until we meet again.

Au Revour

Em

xo