20.02.2025

Do you know what it's like to be 

in love with 

a place and its people? 

And I don't mean any mundane,

Ordinary kind of love, but 

The kind for which you'd willingly lie down your life

At any given moment

Or perhaps, even more bravely,

Persist in enduring it, despite all the pain. 

I mean 

the kind of love where you can't bear to be away

Even for a month

And when life makes such demands 

Even if only for two weeks, 

You spend every moment in

Longing, dream every night

And each day of returning.

Despite all the ways 

In which she breaks your heart,

And sometimes your back, 

Or even your soul. 

And while the world,  

Those who've

Never belonged to a place 

Who've no idea how to belong 

(Only to subdue)

Bay cruelly from all outside corners

Taunt you and mock your pain

You know something that they don't: 

You could never be torn from this place 

Because you are this place

And she is you.