If Home Is Where The Heart Is, Then We're All Just Fucked.

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If home is where the heart is.
Then it forever stays in your company.
Wishing for an always,
But appreciating the moment.

It feels the gentleness of the last kiss.
The tears the follow,
Running away from sorrow eyes.
'Ill be back.'
My promise bounces from the wall of an empty room.

The damage is already done.

The pain of leaving is already full filled.

Then there I drive.
Gone.
Just like that.

But all the way on the road,
I can't help much but to replay
All the smiles.
All the laughs.
All the moments of your warmth.
Pulling you closer.
Holding you forever.

I cant help but to retrace your features in my mind.
I long for you.
I want you with me all the time.

I don't want to leave you behind,
And continue with my life like before.

Because my life wasn't like before.
It always changes when I return.
The mood isn't lifted.
Nothing fills the air.

nothing but silence.

God.
I love you.

No.

I'm in love with you.

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