Are those you want to
Live in.
Moments you never wanted
To leave.
Places you'll see past
Events in.
Those who dispense light when
You're sad.
You're in so many of my
Golden Memories,
And I'd like
To know:
Am I part of yours?
I'd be hurt if I wasn't.
YOU ARE READING
My mini sagas
Poetry[0.5] Home Home, for me, Isn't the place I grew up in. It's my friends. Songs. Beautiful moments. Train rides, Sleepovers, The ocean And escaping the rain in a café. It's also here: My online friends, wonderful people, amazing stories. I want you t...
