New Hampshire has been my home away from home. I know I can rest my head in the comfort of Concord and watch the stars in Laconia. I had my first kiss in Franklin, and I experienced my first snow fall in Franconia Notch. I had my heart broken in Dover and watched my parent’s marriage die in Gilmanton.
I am not leaving any of this behind.
I won’t let the memories I’ve made here die.
I’ll shed a tear tomorrow and light a Marlboro as my trailer bounces behind my Ford Escape.
I’ll miss you when I’m gone.
But I promise I won’t be gone for too long.
Jul 21, 2017
Jul 21, 2017 at 11:32 PM UTC
New Hampshire has been my home away from home. I know I can rest my head in the comfort of Concord and watch the stars in Laconia. I had my first kiss in Franklin, and I experienced my first snow fall in Franconia Notch. I had my heart broken in Dover and watched my parent’s marriage die in Gilmanton.
I am not leaving any of this behind.
I won’t let the memories I’ve made here die.
I’ll shed a tear tomorrow and light a Marlboro as my trailer bounces behind my Ford Escape.
I’ll miss you when I’m gone.
But I promise I won’t be gone for too long.
I’m leaving my favorite place in The World Sunday morning. I’ll never forget this amazing place. My own slice of the north east. And I won’t be gone forever
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