Sometimes, I think I've delayed packing my last lot of clothes into that tiny grey suitcase in my room because, that would mean taking out stuff that's still in it. And it's the last bit of Perth still tucked away into the corners of that suitcase that I want to keep.
I don't like this- It's yet another place to like, miss, look at and smile. And I'm getting too old for wishes.
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