But You'll Miss Saint Paul Before You Could Unpack

I don't know how I could ever leave this place

My past was woven here

And though some parts hurt like hell

The good made up for it and more

So the fact that I ever left baffles me

Though I did and I'm back

And so that middle bit can be forgotten

As soon as I've written thoroughly about the hurt I felt

And I know that may take years

But at least I'm safe now