You were the first one
who brought me flowers
Held my hand,
told me you loved me
No matter what
All this,
when I was nothing,
and I believed you
and we believed in each other

And you are as far away
as this country can reach,
but I feel you in this drink
and in every acorn I see
In this place you would hate
and these people you would not understand
Neither do I

I’ll always have tenderness for you
but I do not know how to love you
from here