Falling in love

It's been almost 8 years. It's been a long way and it has taken forever, but I realised I'm in love. I love my Brussels and even more than that: I love my Belgium. 

I don't care about your tired face, your grey skies, your long winters and your closing hours. I still complain here and there, but for the most part, I love you.

Terrorism scares me and it's hard for me to understand all the issues that bilingualism means to you. I'm far from understand your politics and you're expensive -oh yes, you are-. At the same time you have been generous, protective and you've smiled to me frequently. 

I can't say we will be together for the eternity, but you'll have a special place in my heart forever.