My sweet Boise, I miss you so much. I miss every little part of you, every single part of this amazing city. I miss the summer days in the basque center, the way flowers grow out all around the campus during the fall, and I miss the beautiful mountains covered in snow in winter.
I had never loved a place before arriving to Boise. I certainly did not know that that was actually possible. But it is. And I dream every night with it, and I know this place will never leave me. I wish I could be there. I wish it every day.
I know that my hometown is amazingly beautiful. But is Boise where I have felt home. I have the person I want to spend many years of my life with right here, but not the place where I want to spend them. I feel Boise so far away, and at the same time so close. I know that right now, I have it miles away, but I know that, somehow, it is a part of me.
The people I met there, the memories I have, all I learnt, is all a part of that city. But what makes me love it the most it is the place itself. That Boise will always be... Boise.
