I am an immigrant.
Here for love – not for money.
In work – and precariously renting.
Paying taxes and NICs –
yet waiting weeks to be seen by my GP.
I have a stake in this, but no voice.
A story not unlike yours,
were you to fall in love with another national
…and another country.
Choosing where to live,
a freedom for you, your kids, your friends to enjoy;
it’s your life, so it should be your choice.
Let’s remember our shared humanity
regardless of borders.
We have more in common
than that which divides us.
More than an empty phrase.
It’s up to us to fill it with life.
I am a European.
You are a European.