Lies and Leaving-part I

Sometimes, what you think of as home, is just somewhere you used to live.
Sometimes, just when you think you have something all out of your system, you feel it again, the memories in every fiber of your being, just waiting for the right trigger.
Sometimes, leaving a situation is not only the fastest way out, but also the best way.
Sometimes, all that matters is how you feel in that very moment, and how you can feel better.
Sometimes, you have to go away to really, come back home.
The best thing I was told. You seem so much calmer, at ease with
yourself, comfortable in your own skin.
The worst? He still loves you.