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And since these are the last days

I say to you

Though my heart rips to shreds at the thought

Though the world is determined to keep caving in

Though my body slammed on the carpet and wished to melt into the dirt

There is a new road ahead that longs to begin

And I can honestly say that the days before were the brightest

My heart grips at its tightest

Because I can’t bear to think of a road for myself that sometimes steers away

I know it’ll come back to you

But this is unreal

Now I understand how teachers feel

When their students move on

This is reality

I pull on my hood

The only tunnel where I can console myself

And I walk down the road I’ve seen since birth

And though every step I take leads me closer to the unavoidable change

I know I need to keep walking

That doesn’t mean that when I reach home I won’t collapse and explode

But what do you expect when you don’t even know what to expect because expectations lead to destruction of faith and hope?

I can’t forgive the forces of the world we call home for doing this

I can’t even confirm that where I am now is home

Because home is where your loves are

And if my loves are in my heart, always, that’s one thing

They’re always in the same place

But my heart cannot be home

Because I cannot see inside

And if I cannot see inside

Then I cannot see you

And that is why I cry.