I've been wondering... How do I know you know that its real? That this is not a waste of our time, that this is not a waste of my love. 

I've been wondering... How do you sacrifice your dreams for love if its not promised? 

I've been wondering... How life would be without you. In Montreal. In a bachelor suite, my morning coffee and newspaper. My afternoon meeting. My evening walk. 

I've been wondering... What does the world look like... from Sydney, from New York City, from Paris. From the window of that bachelor suite in Montreal. From anywhere but here. 

I've been wondering... if I ever will trust you.

I've been wandering these streets, skipping the puddles, with head down, wondering.