“Then I remember, you are my home.”
i always wonder
what home feels like
is it enough to
make me feel everything
even if i have nothing?
is it enough to
make me know my worth?
but then i remember…
you are my home.
you are my warm embrace
in this cold world
you complete all of
my broken pieces
you fill all the
empty parts of me
you are the place
i’m coming back
after a long
tiring day
you are the person
people write
love poems about
you are the one
who shine like galaxies
and just so you know,
we may walk in
different paths
but you,
you are my one
and only home.
