I left because I want to explore the world.
You said you’d wait for me to come back.

I count each step away from you
Or is it back to you?

I can’t be tied down.
I can’t commit to any place, anyone.

I want to do so many things.
And I can do those things alone.

I can take care of myself.
I don’t need you to be there.

Or do I? Am I just running away?

People hurt.
People leave.

People get tired.
People walk away.

Am I afraid?
Scared to death of what this is.
What it could be.
How hurt I would be when it ends.

Will it end?

I wanted to explore the world, but…
What good is a world without you?