It kills me every time you go and now I walk down 6th St. alone and wondering where you are and how I wandered off so far. Timing got the best of us but I’m to blame for falling from the start. You’re better off without me cause I wanted to change the world, but it’s claiming my sanity. When I return I’ll be a better man for finding who I am, but I know exactly what I’m doin’. I know exactly what I’m losin’. I’ll never forget you in that polka dotted swimsuit, rising out of the lake. It was classic the way we were that day. The thought alone makes me feel at home. It’s an ice pack on a heartache but it burns like a mistake. I hate how we both have to feel this way but please believe me when I say, I know exactly what I’m doin’. When I return I’ll be a better man for finding who I am but by then you’ll be holding someone else’s hand. Let go. Control. The ending will be the happiest I know.

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