My Heart Was Set On Paris

They told me the flight was booked.
There were no more available tickets to Paris.
instead they suggested a less popular destination.
An English class that compared to Idaho

however, my heart was set on Paris.

For weeks I prayed for an empty seat.
That someone would cancel last minute.
All I could do was hope for a tourist.
they didn't want Paris like I did.

It finally happened one day.
when a seat became available.
I grabbed my new notebook
and rushed to the catch the plane.

I toured the Eiffel tower of being human
and walked the halls of  fear in Notre Dame
I saw the Mona Lisa and learned about creativity
and leaned about risks as I tried an Eclair for the first time.

My tour guide taught from his heart.
I knew he had fallen in love with Paris.

 I knew I wouldn't really arrive in Paris until I fell in love like that.

So, I fell in love with Coffee shops of inspiration
and the language spoken so beautifully in poems.
I fell in love with the people and their stories they told
and the rainy streets I walked through to find myself.

I fell in love with the flag that stood for freedom of words.

I fell in love with the music that played
And the honest hearts I could hear
beating to the rhythm as they wrote.


Ive fallen in love. And It's a place I now call home.

I haven't boarded the plane to go back yet. And I'm already homesick.