Not one
to go around the touristy corner
to quench my thirst for water.
Not one
to sit in my hotel room
when I can go visit
my City.
I went up the hill
to the little corner shop.
I walked by old haunts.
My heart felt at home.
And on my way back down
I turned eastward
and like a wave
my past life flashed in front of my eyes.
Overcome by emotion,
never able to move past
my hyggelig,
tears began to form.
There are moments in life that are
so it,
so full of life,
so full of living.
I lived more in my time here
than I have since.
Every time I return
I yearn for what was,
I am comforted by what surrounds me,
and I wonder where I will go.
I love you my friend.
I just do.
I will never get over you.
Thank you for today.
