Do you wish you were home?
I'd write my heart out to you.
It never feels wrong, being with you.
I know I am guilty of buying books with an intention of possessing a copy. But I do ardently love reading them too!
I am sure your god isn't threatened by the faithless.
All I say, will someday be used against me.
I realised there's so much to look forward to.
You'd want to focus on the face but it's redundant.
Even I, do not go on forever.