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I lost myself a bit today,
in people, and memories,
In aches of the old wounds
that never seem to go away

I packed my bags, delivered keys,
What the hell am I doing – my inside screams

Leaving home is heavy, we all know that
But boarding a plane for overseas, not knowing when you’ll to come back?

That just aches…

Home is where your heart is
So maybe it is normal to hurt,
when mine is already in a few places
In many people, their gorgeous faces

I miss you,
you know?

…

Not this sunny beach,
   Not toes in warm sand,
Neither kids screaming on splash of a wave
   Nor skin getting tanned

I can’t seem to enjoy any of it

Though it seems I’m determined, even brave
My chest maintains an atmosphere of a grave

These words don’t hold what I want to express
I’m always like that,
   my thoughts are a mess

But hear me out still

I love feeling you close my dear,
though I know I fail to show,
Don’t think I’ll forget you, cause you are my home,
homesick for a while through this life I’ll flow

But I’ll come back to you, as I always do
Home is home –
Two eyes of the most beautiful view