The quest to find you – my home

With my memories of you

     in my pocket,

I ran out of town

to hide and wait

     for life to happen

A thousand other things happened

     while I was looking for

          you

All I did, was paint the sky

     and getting older every day

And every day was one,

     I had already lived

So, I took my heart, my courage and every memory of you,

     that still filled my chest

and I went on a quest,

     to find you

          my love

and instead of feeling lost,

I finally found you,

     you were always closer than I knew

          I found home

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