Country Relationship

In three weeks I will be on a plane, moving towards my country. My beloved love.
That’s like family. I can’t ever not be Canadian. Maybe the relationship gets sore or aches, because of distance or because I decided to oppose the government and get arrested.
Maybe one day I get angry and kick a plant beyond repair.
But Canada is still mine.
It’s gonna keep loving me,being a part of me, no matter what I do.