Yes we are twins, but that doesn't mean we've been on the same love train. Take a look at the two different perspectives below.
Sade's Route: For me, finding romantic lov'n in NYC has been a short and sweet discovery. For most of my time living in this city I was dating my high school sweet-heart and we thought our love would be everlasting, but then 5 beautiful years later, I suddenly found myself dating NY and giving the concrete jungle all of my attention. I had no room to romantically be in love with a human being, because I was head over heels for the city. I had began dating for a while and then the love bug found its way back into my life. I first met my "Mr" in Bed-Stuy, Brooklyn and it seemed so perfect then, sorta like the movie Brown Sugar, except we were graphic geeks and both chocolate brown. It was wonderful, and still is, however there is one thing that I wish Sanaa Lathan would have warned me about when it came to falling in love in Brooklyn. I wish she would have told me that this borough is even smaller than it looks, and there is no such thing as a private date life, EVER. I wish I would have gotten the memo that a low-key relationship doesn't exist here and at some point I'd find myself falling back into love with the city that never sleeps. My advice to you all is to be vulnerable when falling in love in New York. Remove the mask that you so often hold up from day to day and understand that at any given moment you just may find yourself crawling back into the arms of NYC, and that just means that there is more work to be done.
Sam's Route: My experience with love here in NYC over the course of 5 years has been fairly interesting. I've had seasonal flings, a hookup here and there and one serious love affair. The common denominator in all of this Cupid would have to be stability for me. Getting involved with someone and staying involved with that person is difficult. As an artist, I connect with other artists far more than I would with anyone else. And this could be problematic because most times they (we) are submerged in our art so deeply that we don't allow ourselves time for anyone or anything else. Everything is about work, work and more work. The result of that is the end of something that could've been good. Sucks, right? Well my latest love ended (/\/\/\_/\_______) less than 3 months ago and that was one of the richest experiences with love that I've ever felt. It was sweet and joy-filled up until it lost its magic. Hence why I'm single now. I'm not sure what's in store for me in the future in the relationship department but word of advice is to be open. Open yourself to different kinds of people, personalities, interests, beliefs and so forth. As long as you're always open I'm sure love will find its way back around. And if that doesn't work, try another city (lol).