For years I dreamt desperately, passionately of escape. Had it always been as simple as just walking out the front door?
Heart heavy, shoulders slumped, he opened the front door. After crossing the threshold, with the mistake he made tormenting his soul, he shut the door on his past and his future.
I said that you should leave LA because it’s what you want to do. What I meant is: I love you more than I love having you.