Homesick

So anyways, i usually dont post my lyrics here, but i thoguht it was fitting in this case;

Forest,
tell me, how can this be my love
when i all i feel is fleeting security
and i wept my self to sleep,
with dreams of bloody feet and nostalgic middle-of-nowhere's
its feels so real, but how can it be so cruel

and she cryed "how could anyone ever let you go"
in muted tongues, laced in
"im not okay with it, but i guess i have to be"

and home has never felt so alien to me
a place to be, a place to be
tell me, how can this be my love
my head in my hands,
broken asphalt dreary and devoid of empathy
ill take these faded lines,
ill chase these faded lines
back to you, in hopeless abandon
i may never be free