I got your message loud and clear in the silence you let grow between us because sometimes the most powerful thing you can say is nothing at all.
Traveling has made me realize that home is not something we are born into – it is something we build.
You weren’t ready for the love I was to give, and I wasn’t patient enough to teach you the lessons you needed to learn for yourself.
You fall in love with cities, not people.
I know there is so much earth left to discover, so much soft sand or hard ground for my feet to feel. So many people I have left to meet, so many lips to kiss, so many stories to write.
The days seemed to pass without purpose, I didn’t exist in his world. I was a warm body to sleep next to and occasionally have sex with. If you could call it that. This is not the life I wanted.
I’m one who doesn’t deal with change very well so having someone I care about be ripped out of my life within a single conversation is torturous.
“When you stop choosing to give your love to someone, it’s unsalvageable.”
When you finally told me “I love you”
I realized it didn’t matter anymore.
I just stood there knowing what to say, but not wanting to say it.
This world is enormous and magnificent, and it’s so easy to meet people in all the different parts of it. Now, even after my journey is over, I often think back to all of the things that people have said to me in the past that almost made me want to stay.