did you ever know that you were a map to me? you kept me on track and i was always in the right place, you got folded up when i thought i knew the way, and you flew out the window when i rolled it down.

now I carry my luggage along with my baggage, aimlessly wandering on a dusty road. it feels a little bit rusty, it feels like it's rarely used, cause i abandoned that road when i met you. so please come back and pick me up; the state you left me in has left me stuck.

it's best you keep moving on and you don't stay in the same place long if you hope to find home.