What does it matter where I live? You live in dreams all day. You have your head in the clouds, I love this about you, but you need to come down from there. When was the last time you told anyone how you really feel.
So what if I want to be across the ocean again? You want to live the bohemian life. I'm getting my degree in something useful, I'm going to make things happen for me. I've got plans and goals. I'm going to get back there.
I know you'll say that it is stupid to live for somebody else. Probably because you think I'm living for him, I'm not. It is about more than him. When I was there I was free to be what I am. They didn't know me, I was a complete mystery to everyone I met, and instead of believing that they knew who I was they took the time to understand who I could be. Maybe that's why I'm trying to get back so hard, so I can become that person I wish I was.
Affections Tainted by Past Interactions,
K
