Maria

Maria.

I have known you ever since I was four years old. You were my sister and I was your brother.I was so damned proud I have a sister somewhere. It's weird though because we never spoke, we never played, we never fought, we never ate cookies together or be scolded by grandmother for escaping during siestas.

A thousand words back in my old room, covered with dust, letters unsent. I wanted to tell you when I was hurt, when I won, when I failed.

Times passed by. You grew up to be the beautiful person I have always imagined.

A quarter of a century made its mark, you have finally set foot on the soils of our forefathers. Everybody was happy. Even the sea was glad.

Now you are my sister and I am your brother. Complete -- that is what I feel right now.

Distance never made us apart after all.

Never be worried, always smile. A home back here you always have.