Huntsville
I left my heart in a city that doesn't even know my name.
I see it in my rearview mirror, my wheels ache for the road.
my mind aimlessly wanders.
I'm homesick for a city that never really was my home.
I miss people and places that never really knew me.
It's funny how much you can love something that was never really meant for you.
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