I am constantly being reminded of you. Your smells follow me and I find you in the city, the suburbs, my block. I miss Abuelita's house and how I can visit Tia Lily, Tio Jaime, y mis primos Jaimito, Abraham, y Pedro just by walking around the corner. I miss how the air feels on my skin and how the sun bathes me. I even miss being called "guera."
I feel that the older I get, the more I need to see you and visit you. I haven't seen you in over 4 years. I feel that my tongue is slipping from your language no matter how hard I try. Over here in the States, it is considered as an asset. Over by you, I consider it home. Te extrano.
Remember that you are always in my thoughts, in my blood, and in my veins.
I will see you soon, espero.
-Con mucho carino.
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