Talking To The Moon In My Second First Language

Some things are simply easier to say in English. Some things simply sound better when said in English than in Norwegian. But I don't feel like I can say these things in English to people in Norway, so I end up not saying them at all.

I look upon English as my 2nd 1st language. Speaking English to me is natural, as natural as breathing. I don't feel like a wanna-be or a fake when speaking English. But I feel like I sound fake to the Norwegians that hear me speak English, when I'm not in English class at school, that is. I feel like they look at me as someone that doesn't want to be Norwegian, doesn't want to speak the language, and doesn't want to live in the country. That's not true, though.

You are in my life now. I like having you here. Now the choice is yours, and I can't make you choose anything you don't want, but if you like being in my life too, why don't you stay a while? I would very much like that.

♥ The Norwegian Teenager

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