I promised myself not to cry
But look in your eyes, tension between your eyebrows
Tells me something is wrong
My nest is not safe in the storm
I see a pencil heel and a skirt in your eyes
Same place I used to see my picture few days back
I know where your heart is, it’s not in our nest anymore
I don’t know when our nest become only my nest and you become just a visitor
I know this place doesn’t comfort you anymore
You wana fly away.
I wonder what went wrong
For me still it’s just me and you making us, but
I can see your eyes changing
My heart sinks when I think about our nest and incoming storm
But I promised myself not to cry,
So I won’t cry, even if it hurts.
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