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I walked the same path I take every day. After so many days have passed, I have grown familiar with every stone, every crack, every inaccuracy on the ground. I paused. Something's amiss. I could have sworn this pebble was on the other side of the road. Look! Whose feet could have made those prints? Only I could have known this was here, unless...

Could it be her? My heart beat faster, my face grew warmer. These footprints are those of her little feet! I picked up speed. She must not find it. Not yet!

Faster and faster I flew until I heard a small voice in the flower field on the left of the little road. Her tiny hand waved to me. My heartbeat sped up even more than before. Her sweet voice, more beautiful than that of all the birds, called my name. My face grew warmer as she ran in my direction. I watched her hair blow in the wind, a smile spreading across her gorgeous face. The next thing I knew, her arms were around me. Everything around me grew blurry, except her.

Every sound faded away, except the beating of my heart.

I pushed her away from me, unable to take it anyone. She asked what is wrong, but I could not hear her. I fled as fast as my heartbeat.

After I was certain she wasn't following me, I slowed my pace to a walk. My eyes landed on the garden, my secret paradise. Looking for signs of someone other than myself at the gate of my special hideout, I found nothing out of place. Inserting and twisting the key, I pushed the door open. Behind this entrance, my garden of roses awaited my return. The elegant flowers, in an array of reds, yellows, whites, and pinks, had petals dancing on the wind, open to the sun for its nourishing warmth and guiding light.

I'm glad she hasn't found it yet. I tend to these flowers in my own haven, whispering her name as I weed. This is for her, after all. When the war is over, I will be able to take her here. Then we will share this place, just her and I. No one else will come between us. Someday, I will be able to tell her what I have always wanted to ever since I first saw her smiling face, her sparkling eyes, her gentle hand holding mine.

Four words. Only four words could express my feelings for her. Four words could break all boundaries between us.

I wish I could tell her how much I care for her, but I always stutter, unable to make a single coherent sentence. When I go to see her, I have to hide. If she knows I'm there, she panics and runs. When I get close to her, I get lost in her beauty and am unable to do anything. I can't tell her how much I adore her, but…

Someday, I will be able to say those four words, and I know she will feel the same, I know she will say the same, for me. When that day will come, I don't know. All I know is one thing.

Italy…

I love you.

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I walked the same path I take every day. After so many days have passed, I have grown familiar with every stone, every crack, every inaccuracy on the ground. I paused. Something's amiss. I could have sworn this pebble was on the other side of the road. Look! Whose feet could have made those prints? Only I could have known this was here, unless...

Could it be her? My heart beat faster, my face grew warmer. These footprints are those of her little feet! I picked up speed. She must not find it. Not yet!

Faster and faster I flew until I heard a small voice in the flower field on the left of the little road. Her tiny hand waved to me. My heartbeat sped up even more than before. Her sweet voice, more beautiful than that of all the birds, called my name. My face grew warmer as she ran in my direction. I watched her hair blow in the wind, a smile spreading across her gorgeous face. The next thing I knew, her arms were around me. Everything around me grew blurry, except her.

Every sound faded away, except the beating of my heart.

I pushed her away from me, unable to take it anyone. She asked what is wrong, but I could not hear her. I fled as fast as my heartbeat.

After I was certain she wasn't following me, I slowed my pace to a walk. My eyes landed on the garden, my secret paradise. Looking for signs of someone other than myself at the gate of my special hideout, I found nothing out of place. Inserting and twisting the key, I pushed the door open. Behind this entrance, my garden of roses awaited my return. The elegant flowers, in an array of reds, yellows, whites, and pinks, had petals dancing on the wind, open to the sun for its nourishing warmth and guiding light.

I'm glad she hasn't found it yet. I tend to these flowers in my own haven, whispering her name as I weed. This is for her, after all. When the war is over, I will be able to take her here. Then we will share this place, just her and I. No one else will come between us. Someday, I will be able to tell her what I have always wanted to ever since I first saw her smiling face, her sparkling eyes, her gentle hand holding mine.

Four words. Only four words could express my feelings for her. Four words could break all boundaries between us.

I wish I could tell her how much I care for her, but I always stutter, unable to make a single coherent sentence. When I go to see her, I have to hide. If she knows I'm there, she panics and runs. When I get close to her, I get lost in her beauty and am unable to do anything. I can't tell her how much I adore her, but…

Someday, I will be able to say those four words, and I know she will feel the same, I know she will say the same, for me. When that day will come, I don't know. All I know is one thing.

Italy…

I love you.