where the heart is

27th August 2010

perceiving things each day pulls in ideal thoughts of you and I, even the smallest goodbye lets my heart ache. watching you from a distance has never been for my smiles, but for yours. to cure the daily aches I run back to home; a home I have never quite understood. for those empty feelings expand, grasping me a little further than I can myself reach, but I reach for something beyond the stars. there’s only one star in your sky; there’s only one home for me. I gather my scattered fleeting thoughts and trade them for happiness, for uncertainty, for nostalgia, for you.