We are torn between nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange. As often as not, we are homesick most for the places we have never known.
But I could tell you understood, just by the tone of your words, the honesty that made your voice crack, and the laughter that covered it all. I really started to fall for those things, but I’m too afraid to chase anyone, so now I’m running away.
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