Moving into Galicia

Here are my pieces

there are yours.

I want to know

do I belong here

or is it just another place?

Now I hear that you’re moving to France

I turn away

not knowing how I feel

not that you ever did

together we could have taken on Europe

and then the world

but you’re leaving.

and Galicia is empty

like the apartment we used to share.

I really could never move my feelings into your heart

you never let me in.

The world outside is cold

and it’s getting colder

but you’re already on your way

maybe I will see you someday

in Paris

or in Moscow

and it won’t be the same.

So buy your ticket and fly away

leave the rest to me.

I will remember Galicia;

it was ours.

Now it’s mine.