Do you remember the nights we stayed up talking in your old bedroom? You told me that there's a saying - that a persons eyes are a window to their soul.
When the sun rose up, you said we should do this again. But we never got our chance to. I moved out, and I moved on from our home town. But I never forget the words that you said.
When I moved into my new place I painted the walls the color of your eyes. I painted the walls the color of your soul.
I'm so sorry that I left you. You were the only home I ever had.