(Lyrics from Back Home by Andre Tanker) i went away / i leave an i come back home / i come back to stay / i must see meh way It feels as though every time I leave, it takes longer to come back. first six months, then nine, now ten– as if they have been grooming me to leave forever. I ask myself how people could leave for years and years and never look back? not even once? But the truth is, it gets easier. What is one year more when you’ve been gone for five? or ten?…
Writer, Learner, Jane of All Trades