I once met this guy, a really nice, down on earth guy. He was funny, smiling and lovely. Not that I planned anything with him, except for having fun. Friends. Then the time came, where I had to go home to Denmark. I hugged him, as if it was for the last time I would see him. That’s the way it is, right? The ones you care about the most have to live across the ocean. That’s just life. Anyway, he came to Denmark 4 month later. I was so happy; it was like being in Louisville again, when I saw him. One thing is that the people you care the most about live across the ocean; another is when they let you down.
One thing is that you don’t want to, or doesn’t take the time to be with me, but the thought of not seeing you for minimum 5 month, is so much worse.
And I didn’t even give you a real hug…
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