everything tryingpublished: 2015-04-24
You listen to a song about how two people find each other after having drifted apart.
I will sail back to you, he sings, she sings.
You too believe you will return to each other and you hold on. But something goes wrong and a few months later you listen to the same song.
I would sail back to you, he sings, she sings.
Would, not will.
I would come back and it meant that it wasn’t your fault. But I’m tired and unwilling to be the only one who is wrong.
Would, not will. And doesn’t.