Today I feel it’s weight again.
A month has passed
Many things have happened
But finally I managed to find my way
Back home.
I thought I’d learned how to deal with it
How to heal
From every wound that each departure creates
I thought I could react
I thought I was fine
I am fine, or at least I should be
You see, there’s someone waiting for me,
far from home
It shouldn’t bother me this much
Leaving I mean
I thought it had become easier
Quicker
But if I think about how long I won’t be back
About my friends here
Panic occurs.
It feels like far from home
Is just a projection
Not my true reality
Just something that happens between
The visits I make
And yet
I spend more time making those visits
Rather than living home
That’s how it works
That’s how it should be
I thought I understood
But turns out I didn’t
Because here I am crying
Thinking that another month has to pass
Before I’ll come back again.
I’d better start looking for the right way
Nov 3, 2018
Nov 3, 2018 at 8:26 PM UTC
Today I feel it’s weight again.
A month has passed
Many things have happened
But finally I managed to find my way
Back home.
I thought I’d learned how to deal with it
How to heal
From every wound that each departure creates
I thought I could react
I thought I was fine
I am fine, or at least I should be
You see, there’s someone waiting for me,
far from home
It shouldn’t bother me this much
Leaving I mean
I thought it had become easier
Quicker
But if I think about how long I won’t be back
About my friends here
Panic occurs.
It feels like far from home
Is just a projection
Not my true reality
Just something that happens between
The visits I make
And yet
I spend more time making those visits
Rather than living home
That’s how it works
That’s how it should be
I thought I understood
But turns out I didn’t
Because here I am crying
Thinking that another month has to pass
Before I’ll come back again.
I’d better start looking for the right way