Riptide
Vance Joy

London:: I was going through an old memory box when I came across a photo of a strange boy by the name of Connor.

His smile was unusually small. His eyes were almost cold. I knew why.

I just wanna know if you’re gonna stay.

I couldn’t look him in the eyes that day.

I can’t have it any other way. Stay with me, Pem. He asked me to marry him that day.

I was ready to move on, back to the mountains where I felt at home.

I’m sorry, Connor. I said to him as I closed the box.