Home

Home.

Home that place with four walls, windows and a roof. Home that place that makes you feel safe and loved, Home you’ve heard of it.

Home; yes, you were my home. And for that I will always love you, despite the ups and downs, turmoils and trials. I will always love you.

Home, that place that feels warm and cozy inside, especially when it’s cold outsid. Home, where its peaceful and quiet, surrounded by the things you hold closet to your heart.

Home, a place you will never forget.

They say home is where the heart is, but sometimes you have to leave home in order to grow. Does that mean I have to leave my heart with you too or can it leave with me?

Home, it’s not always sunshine and rainbows inside; sometimes it’s just as dark as the looming gray clouds outside. Tell me home, does that sound like a home to you?

Home, everybody leaves at least once in their lives. I haven‘t quite left home yet, but home left me. Yeah home, he abandoned me when I needed him the most.

Home. That wasn’t very protective of you, home.

I thought home was supposed to be one of the safest places on earth. Home was supposed to guard guide and protect, me. But he only did that for its four brick walls, open planned living room, roof and all its windows. Home, he forgot about the people who resided inside. Home.

Don’t you worry home, I’ve now adapted to the weather, outside, in all its forms and glory. Don’t worry about me home, I’ll make it back okay. Home, I’ve decided to build my own so I can protect me and return my heart to where it belongs.

Home, I now have me my own, and I’m doing great INSIDE.

They say home is where the heart is, does that mean it stays with you or should it return with me, home?