Homeless
I was lost, wandering looking for home my friends tried to help me but in the end, I was alone.
I was lost, wandering
looking for home
my friends tried to help me
but in the end, I was alone.
They said I should move on
that I’ll soon get someone new
but how do I explain this
that I won’t find another you?
Maybe you’re out there
waiting for me on the other side
but do you know the day you left,
something inside of me too died?
Often, at times when I’m alone
thoughts of you assail my brain
how do I not drown in the flood when I’m
used to getting drenched in this rain?
Untethered, I wander on
trying to recreate our work of art
no one would know I’m still searching
for the home I’d built in your heart.
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