Home sick

It is feeling homesick
In your own bed,
In the house you've lived in,
Your entire life.
Because home haven't been this town, since the first time your smile took my breath away.
Home became the back seat of your motor bike.
And the way you said 'I love you' and 'You're Beautiful' without ever opening your mouth.
Home was your mouth, home was your laughter, Your hands.
Home was how you talked about our future.
Home was the bright sun rise that I wake upto every morning with you waiting for me outside my door. The times I naively laid next to you.
Home is a place you took with you, when you left.
I wonder, If now that you're faraway, in a different city.
If you too feel, homesick. For more than this small town.

...

There's the pianos playing slowly. A calming rhythm brings out the memories and relaxes my unsettled mind. I close my eyes, to let the music sink in.
And then he started singing, with a voice more soothing. Over that, hes speaking my mind.
'Its been a long day, without you my friend,
and I'll tell you all about it when I see you again"

Fuck I cant write this shit.
I miss you. . And this song is so fucked up. I don't wanna listen to it, not at all.

*starts playing the song from beginning*

How I knew You loved me

It’s in the way you looked at me, 
like I was the brightest star 
on the darkest night, 
leading you back home 
when nowhere else felt right. 
I’ve been told it’s unhealthy 
to become dependent on somebody, 
but some days it felt as if your eyes 
were the only thing keeping me alive.
Nobody’s ever looked at me like that before. 
Nobody has since. 

I felt it like you can feel the warmth of the sun. 
When you held me in your arms
as everything fell apart, 
I felt love seeping through the layers 
of skin and bone between us. 
And although I couldn’t see it, 
I’m sure that it was there,Love. 
As simple as that.