Will she ever be back? And the one who comes back is never the same. I am sure you are gone. Somewhere. Deep inside the woods. That’s not what I meant.

Will she  ever be back? And the one who comes back is never the same. I am sure you are gone. Somewhere. Deep inside the woods. That’s not what I meant. I don’t know. I think it is obvious that the fruits of actions speak louder than words. I have a lot to think about. When I was in the Woods: I had to go for the mannah. I was eager for news. Anything and everything made sense. You know, I think about a lot of things.