Summer Storm

In this city there are tall buildings, people laughing or complaining, and a sense of pollution in the air. This city that is dislike by many is secretly being loved by me... But why you ask?
Because I'm a city dog, I was born in a city and raised in a city.
A deep side of me has my veins connected to the ground in this place sucking me in and dragging me back everytime.
"Rats, assholes" I keep thinking everytime something strange happens. "I wanna go for a short run, just a mile next to my house." I said to myself while putting my running pants. I know though, that i'm only saying that because I want to run more than a mile, but I'm fooling myself.
I stepped outside, the smell of rain in the air rapidly disappeared inside my nostrils. My feet began to move to the park, but I quickly turned to the right and left the park behind, went up the tall hill, then ran downtown.
"It's hard to keep running when there are so many cars and slow people, ugh!" I kept thinking on my way past BArnes and Nobles. So I sped up past some pedestrians and dogs. "It's 9:30PM, how can these streets be so full of people?!" Back In Binghamton, I don't see people most of the time, but here it's always full of humans but not the ones I want to see.
"I want to take your hand, sitting in that couch I saw your long hair, I wanted to go out I really did!" Memories came into my head:
"I walked to you, kissed you then ran screaming until you couldn't see me anymore."
"We left a note in that restaurant, yeah it was pretty funny, but was it alright for me to say we're gay?"
"During that snowy path, I kept sliding, you reached out for my hand and I kindly gave it to you, but shouldn't I be the one trying to keep you from falling? Have I become so weak I can't walk on snow? I felt a rush of disadvantage but warmness at the same time. I'm safe. I said"
"What's the menu? Hmmm... All I know it's that I'm making cookies..."
The wind was cold, kind of cold, but why were my eyes wet? Why was I feeling alone? These streets were filled with people.
I stopped running and stood motionless. I saw you in front of me, but I knew you weren't real, you were just a part of my stupid imagination. But I couldn't help to be drawn to you so I walked towards you until you disappeared.
Dammit, my mind plays mind-fucking tricks sometimes.