Postcard

I got your postcard

I hope you’re doing well

I think you know that I haven’t moved an inch since you left here

And I haven’t moved an inch since you left here

I won’t write back to you

It all just goes to waste

There’s only so much words can say

So instead of a postcard I’ll throw these words away

I won’t write back to you

I’ll come there in its place

I’ll set my sights on somewhere far away

Dream of leaving for a better place

No matter how much things may go my way

Nothing feels like home

And now you’re roaming around these empty states

Searching for solace in all the places that you couldn’t stay

I’ve still got questions, I guess they’ll have to wait

Nothing feels like

Nothing feels like

I won’t write back to you

It all just goes to waste

There’s only so much words can say

So instead of a postcard I’ll throw these words away

I won’t write back to you

I’ll come there in its place

And I haven’t moved an inch since you left here