Milan Looks Good On You

Maybe one day

You will look at me

The way you look at places you love,

With familiarity,

With warmth.

You will say,

“Come with me”

As if it has always been meant to be said.

We will walk Milan the way you know best.

Slowly.

You will lead me through streets

You already trust.

I will listen to the city

The way it listens to you.

You will show me the views

That stay with you the longest.

The quiet ones.

The beautiful ones.

I will love them

Because you loved them first.

And somewhere between steps and pauses,

You might realize

What I have known for a while.

That I never saw Milan without you,

And never saw you without Milan.

And maybe then you will understand

Why I never needed to choose

Between you and Milan.

Because to me,

Beauty has always been both.

You, and the city that learned your name

Before I ever did.