I’ll see you around.
I’m sorry. This sounds cheesy and melodramatic as all hell, but it’s really something I have to do. I’ll miss you though!
Tom Waits - Tom Traubert’s Blues (Four Sheets to the Wind in Copenhagen)
It doesn’t have to be romantic (though if you did feel that way, it’d be perfectly fine). Just how you feel in general. I get curious of people’s impressions of me.
Damien Rice | The Blower’s Daughter