Una Lettera Per l'Italia ♡

My Dearest Italy,

My deepest apologies for taking so long to write. Our encounters have been insufficient, brief and nostalgic. Nostalgic? Yes. For from the first time we met, I felt as if we had known each other for years. The wistful notes of fresh baked bread wafting through the air of cobble stone streets, the magnificent vistas of your rolling hills and ancient empires; the whimsical beckon of dilapidated prismatic alleys composed a melodic symphonic experience reminiscent of all the previous times we've met in my heart.

And with each passing day without you, our memories together sufficiently supply my dreams. I have no other way to say this so I'll say it in Portuguese. Saudade.