May 2015
As I watched you walk away
I knew things were about to change
We had passed the point of no return
And there was no fixing things this time
I thought about pleading with you
But kept my dignity instead
It would have been for naught anyways
Out the door you ran and left
I felt like a stranger in my own home
I knew things were about to change
We had passed the point of no return
And there was no fixing things this time
I thought about pleading with you
But kept my dignity instead
It would have been for naught anyways
Out the door you ran and left
I felt like a stranger in my own home
I wrote this because I'm about to be moving again. I've moved a lot of my life. Something like 25 times. I lost my feel of a permanent home once I left for the army and ever since I only ever came close to that feeling because of another person.
