Genetic/Narcissistic Rage

I Liked You More If You Were From Apulia
I liked you more,
if you were from Apulia,
with the salty sea breeze
and olive trees
that whisper stories of the south.
The sound of the Murgia dialect
echoing through narrow streets,
the warmth of Puglia’s sun
in every conversation.

But you are from the province of Latina,
in the Lazio region,
and somehow,
that changes everything.
It’s not that I don’t respect the mountains,
the history,
the ancient ruins.
But Lazio,
I just can’t bring myself to care.

I liked you more if you were from Apulia,
and Lazio has nothing that pulls me in.
Maybe it’s just not my place,
but I’ll never quite understand it.
I’ll leave it at that.