Dear Italia, As our time together comes to end, I would like to thank you for all that you have done for me and how much you have changed my life.
On that fateful day in June three years ago, I fell for you.
And I fell hard. Fast forward a few summers, thousands of miles, and whole lot of of gelato and I could not be happier.
While things have not always been perfect and your unreliable buses, trains, restaurant hours and movie schedules have been the cause of a few headaches,
I am willing to put up with them because despite your flaws, you complete me.
Thanks to you I have met the most beautiful people,
seen some amazing places,
and eaten amazing and unforgettable food.
Above all, I love who I am when I'm with you. With you I breathe deeper, walk slower, worry less, smile bigger, and laugh harder.
I swear it seems that all of my anxieties melt into your cobblestone streets whenever you're around.
You have given me some of the best times of my life and I will never forget them.
While I am reluctant to leave, I am not sad because I know that, without a doubt, I will be back. It's not "ciao"-- it's just "arrivederci."