Thought
01.29.16
For a traveller that thirsts for adventure and have slept and had been in so many places, our hearts will stick to one home only. It might be a place or a kind of time but mine is a person that will make it hard for me to go. I wasn't her first option but she is always mine. I wish I could tell her this. I wish I could call your name again. I might thirst for places and adventure as a traveller, but for now, for now I thirst for you.
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