#stuff about leaving

[hersicksadworld]

And if I don’t see you again

The people I will meet will remind me of you

The places I’ll go will make me come back home

If I never see you in the train

I’d still search for the back of your head

Look into a stranger’s eyes 

And look away with regret

If I don’t find you

I’ll just call home

See if you’d still remember me

and our promises carved on stone.