I'm like a bird, I'll only fly away!

Here's the deal, bloggers. Kills me realising that my life and my oldest friends's lives is getting so apart from each others. We're all taking different paths, pursing different dreams and lives. Some are here in England, others in France, others in the United States and the list goes on. It seems unstoppable to stop it. Will we ever see each others again? It is terrifying thinking that we may not. I love them all and I hope they all know it. They're part of a very important time of my life. I was so happy and life was so full of freedom and joy, and all because of them. It was the best time of life and I thank you all for that.

And though my love is rare

Though my love is true

I'm like a bird, I'll only fly away

I don't know where my soul is, I don't know where my home is

Yes, I know. It is unlikely one of them will ever read this. But I meant every word.
Love,
Tommy

"Façam o Favor de Ser Felizes" - Raul Solnado