For once I thought I'm strong enough to let go, and to start anew. Fact is, I'm weak.
I can't stop thinking about how good it feels to be home, a place where I can always see myself in the truest way, where I can be happy for who I am, where I know I can say enough and stop wanting for anything else.
They say home is where your heart is, as I moved here, I've tried and am still trying my best to make those feelings stay by me, but I can't. I'm longing for it, I'm still hoping that someday I'll come back again, spend the rest of my days with such joyful feeling.
It waits for me, too... (I hope)
All those sleepless nights with giggles, endless stories, and dreams about the future,
all those times sharing lyrics of sad songs and laughing at ourselves desperately,
the lullaby that accompanied me to sleep...
They keep hurting me everytime I start thinking of those happy moments.
If someday I got another chance to meet you, and be with you again, I know, there will be much differences, even worse, maybe every single thing has changed. But, I know, I will still feel the same :) I always know, there is no better place to stay, and to grow old :)
They say home is where your heart is, as I moved here, I've tried and am still trying my best to make those feelings stay by me, but I can't. I'm longing for it, I'm still hoping that someday I'll come back again, spend the rest of my days with such joyful feeling.
It waits for me, too... (I hope)
All those sleepless nights with giggles, endless stories, and dreams about the future,
all those times sharing lyrics of sad songs and laughing at ourselves desperately,
the lullaby that accompanied me to sleep...
They keep hurting me everytime I start thinking of those happy moments.
If someday I got another chance to meet you, and be with you again, I know, there will be much differences, even worse, maybe every single thing has changed. But, I know, I will still feel the same :) I always know, there is no better place to stay, and to grow old :)
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