The Story I Never Told Anyone

Chapter 25 home

Have you ever found a home in a person?

My home will always be wherever you are, and I will never leave this home.

Home could be the blondlesness of your locks.

They can be a best friend, a romantic partner.

Home could also be home much i feel safe with one of big bear hugs.

Or home could be the times when I'm cheering you on while you play basketball.

Home could also be the type of message you send out to them.

How many times are you going to tell them?

Or which they might know but they don't at the same time.

I would cross a river for my people.

The people that make home are actually home.

Home could be the touch of someone's hand.

Home could be a smell of Christmas trees lighting up or fireworks going off.

Home could also be the sound of a hummingbird.

Home could be the flowers of boba land or something.

Home could be a besties over the lands before time.

Home could be a sun over a boat.

Home could be the times when the ocean is touching the clouds so high you could see what beauty they hold within.

Home could be the times you race your go kart you can feel the wind in your hair or the 100 beats per hour.

The reason I stood there when you told me you were talking to someone.

I realized that I am never going to be good enough for you.

You have dreams.

Big dreams like you have a killer passion for basketball.

It makes you happy.

Happier than I could ever make you happy.

I wanna find someone to be my home.

Because sooner or later I will have to open my heart to love.

To hold hands and over caring about that person.

And over loving that person.

I wanna be someone who is a rockstar.

The one that they need the most and is there in one second.

Who would drop everything if something was wrong.