my first champagne

I have always feared leaving things behind, more so then getting left behind myself. Sometimes, however, you know it's time for changes, time to go searching. I was entirely happy and content where I was but there's a nomad dwelling in my heart who won't let me rest, not yet.
I'm not old, not yet.
It's not too late too run, not yet.

Dear Armidale,

i love you
I miss you also. I know that this is entirely my fault, that is was my decision to leave you. I’m searching for something, for someone that I will probably never find. I hope you understand that I didn’t leave for lack of loving you. Please do not question that.
I have never enjoyed spending time with anyone quite as much as you. I know you so well, all the streets and sidewalks for your soul, the buildings of your thoughts, I can navigate my way through you mind, your body, your heart. I have the map to you, etched on my soul.
I hope that you understand that I had to leave and why. I need to see the world, experience the unknown, unmapped territory of myself and learn my own secrets.
Please don’t forget me, as I could never forget you. 18 years I spent with you, you are a part of me that I can never let go of, and one day, when the timing is right I will make my way back to you and we can be together again;

And always at home
(L)