Weren’t you in Europe?

I was in Paris, only to get you yout favorite macaroons from Pierre Hermé.

And Germany?

To pick up your favorite Falke stockings. You know how I adore them.

What are you doing here then?

You were right, I was a coward running away again. And everywhere I went, you caught up with me, so I had to come back.

I wanna believe you, but I can’t, you’ve hurt me too many times.

You can believe this time.”