On travelling alone
I dreamed of becoming
the dashing world traveller,
the adventurer,
explorer.
Not the girl waiting at home.
And I realize
no one will wait for me.
Least of all you.
Would you have loved me
if I was Penelope?
Or have you seen too much already?
Am I foolish in your world weary eyes?
All I wanted was for you to come with me,
But now I'll go alone.
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