I will return to my own land That sits lost between continents And the countries of other people.
I’ll not look for a place to fit in, Wanting acceptance and for them to fall in love.
Goodbye to following hopeless trails. Them always doing just as they please and me always dying over them to please.
Traveling solo.
Finding the world that opens its arms to me.
Not worried that they are lusting after something tastier.
Thoughts on how different it feels to fly and travel alone. You are the star of your own movie. When I am with someone else, my expectation is that they will be enamored with me, otherwise why even come along??!!