wanderlust

A Letter To The Girl I Left Behind

Mixed Media by Ben Heine

I don’t know when I’ll be back

Maybe in four months, maybe in six, maybe in a year

I have so many places to see

so many people to meet

so many things to experience

so many memories to built

I don’t know when I’ll be back

I have so many things to do before I come home

And I say ”home” because for me home is where you are

I’m homeless

Just my backpack and my memory of you

fading in the desert’s sand

blown away by the Moroccan wind

I don’t know when I’ll be back

I have so many cultures to discover

different religions

different musics

different flavors,
perfumes,
colors

I have to find out who I am before I come back

Then I’ll be ready to love you,

to give you my soul
totally

unconditionally

spiritual free

I don’t know when I’ll be back

I’m not ready yet

But when I’ll do it I just hope to find you there

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Written by Aria Finou

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