How would I.

How could I.

You missed the cobbled streets

you said.












And that Europe

can be quite intoxicating.

You forgot.

I'm not you.

But I figure

you'd be rather busy

from now on.

And you have

many more people

and things back home

than I have here.

So hurry on.

I won't forget.

Neither would I remember.

Till I return.

And cross my fingers,

that you do not forget me.